Was a long and dark DecemberFrom the rooftops I rememberThere was snowWhite snowClearly I rememberFrom the windows they were watchingWhile we froze down belowWhen the future's architecturedBy a carnival of idiots on showYou'd better lie lowIf you love meWon't you let me know?Was a long and dark DecembeWhen the banks became cathedralsAnd the fogBecame GodPriests clutched onto biblesHollowed out to fit their riflesAnd the cross was held aloft
