Ben Folds - Sleigher Album Lyrics
Ben Folds - Sleigher Lyrics
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Sleepwalking Through Christmas
I'm sleepwalking through Christmas
Everybody thinks that I'm awake
I keep my eyes open
I'm eloquently spoken
Oh, this might be the year
I make a change
I'm sleepwalking through Christmas
Dashing to the loo with my phone
To get just a sliver
Of a life that's gone unlived with her
My love, what's it gonna take
And what will everybody think
Floating away
I spend my days
Out of body and far above the haze
Dreaming as I go through motions
Knowing she's an ocean away
I'm sleepwalking
Oh, why do I keep thinking
Dreams might leave me alone
Why am I always dying just to please
Lying to make it easy
When being true
Can be the greatest gift of all
I'm sleepwalking through Christmas
On the eve of being brave
The table's fallen silent
This might be the year
Everybody thinks that I'm awake
I keep my eyes open
I'm eloquently spoken
Oh, this might be the year
I make a change
I'm sleepwalking through Christmas
Dashing to the loo with my phone
To get just a sliver
Of a life that's gone unlived with her
My love, what's it gonna take
And what will everybody think
Floating away
I spend my days
Out of body and far above the haze
Dreaming as I go through motions
Knowing she's an ocean away
I'm sleepwalking
Oh, why do I keep thinking
Dreams might leave me alone
Why am I always dying just to please
Lying to make it easy
When being true
Can be the greatest gift of all
I'm sleepwalking through Christmas
On the eve of being brave
The table's fallen silent
This might be the year
Writer: Benjamin Scott Folds
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Me and Maurice
Christmas Eve
A silver blanket spreads into the night
Distant sounds of bells and laughter
Plastic joy and light
Past floor plan variations
More or less the same
I walk Maurice
And a full green bag of shame
Giant inflatable Santa Clauses
Smile and wave
As we head back through the snow
Through the dark and down the lane
Where me and Maurice
We're digging a hole
The yard's on a freeway
We don't know where it goes
Santa Monica, maybe
Or all the way to the North Pole
Winter sun is rising
Blurry and bizarre
Last night's air pump Santas are all
Face up in the yards
Frozen and deflated
Hungover and sad
Do they remember Christmas past
And all the fun we had?
You think that life is always gonna be one way
And in a minute it turns on a dime
Now it's just me and Maurice
We're gonna be fine
'Cause me and Maurice
We're digging a hole
The yard's on a freeway
We don't know where it goes
Santa Monica, maybe
Or all the way to the North Pole
A happy band of carolers
Ring the doorbell twice
Then they turn and disappear
Into the silent night
Where me and Maurice
We're digging a hole
The yard's on a freeway
We don't know where it goes
Will anyone wonder?
Will anyone know?
A silver blanket spreads into the night
Distant sounds of bells and laughter
Plastic joy and light
Past floor plan variations
More or less the same
I walk Maurice
And a full green bag of shame
Giant inflatable Santa Clauses
Smile and wave
As we head back through the snow
Through the dark and down the lane
Where me and Maurice
We're digging a hole
The yard's on a freeway
We don't know where it goes
Santa Monica, maybe
Or all the way to the North Pole
Winter sun is rising
Blurry and bizarre
Last night's air pump Santas are all
Face up in the yards
Frozen and deflated
Hungover and sad
Do they remember Christmas past
And all the fun we had?
You think that life is always gonna be one way
And in a minute it turns on a dime
Now it's just me and Maurice
We're gonna be fine
'Cause me and Maurice
We're digging a hole
The yard's on a freeway
We don't know where it goes
Santa Monica, maybe
Or all the way to the North Pole
A happy band of carolers
Ring the doorbell twice
Then they turn and disappear
Into the silent night
Where me and Maurice
We're digging a hole
The yard's on a freeway
We don't know where it goes
Will anyone wonder?
Will anyone know?
Writer: Ben Folds
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Christmas Time Rhyme
Christmas morning
In the back of the old family Ford
With my feet dangling
Wondering when they might grow to the floor
Pumpkin pie wrapped in foil
And gifts wrapped in newspaper
Ringing the bell of my grandmother's door
All theses memories that the seasons store
Christmas time
Like a rhyme at the end of the year
A familiar, a constant
That makes all of life's changes clear
Well, it's a long way to go
From yuletide to sunshine through fiery red fall
One last dash to the mall
And in a flash, it all slows down again
And we've come round again
Christmas time
What a wonderful time-tripping holiday
We are windswept and dazed from the last weird trip 'round the sun
Some come by walker and some come by pram
One drives his mid-life crisis Trans Am
And me in the corner here nursing a dram
And I'm feeling fine
It's Christmas time
Oh yeah
Precious moments like these
They mean the world to me
Listen, you're all f*ckin' freaks
But we're family
So we do what it takes
To be in one place
If just for a day
Christmas time
What a wonderful bittersweet holiday
We arrive half alive from the last weird trip 'round the sun
So lets drink to old Baxter who snored in his chair
Let's mourn for the nephews and the loss of their hair
There's buns in the oven
There's change in the air
And I'm feeling fine
It's Christmas time
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Come here
Could you go to the kitchen and bring your drunk diddy a Pop-Tart?
Feel good with this malt liquor (yeah)
In the back of the old family Ford
With my feet dangling
Wondering when they might grow to the floor
Pumpkin pie wrapped in foil
And gifts wrapped in newspaper
Ringing the bell of my grandmother's door
All theses memories that the seasons store
Christmas time
Like a rhyme at the end of the year
A familiar, a constant
That makes all of life's changes clear
Well, it's a long way to go
From yuletide to sunshine through fiery red fall
One last dash to the mall
And in a flash, it all slows down again
And we've come round again
Christmas time
What a wonderful time-tripping holiday
We are windswept and dazed from the last weird trip 'round the sun
Some come by walker and some come by pram
One drives his mid-life crisis Trans Am
And me in the corner here nursing a dram
And I'm feeling fine
It's Christmas time
Oh yeah
Precious moments like these
They mean the world to me
Listen, you're all f*ckin' freaks
But we're family
So we do what it takes
To be in one place
If just for a day
Christmas time
What a wonderful bittersweet holiday
We arrive half alive from the last weird trip 'round the sun
So lets drink to old Baxter who snored in his chair
Let's mourn for the nephews and the loss of their hair
There's buns in the oven
There's change in the air
And I'm feeling fine
It's Christmas time
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Come here
Could you go to the kitchen and bring your drunk diddy a Pop-Tart?
Feel good with this malt liquor (yeah)
Writer: Benjamin Scott Folds
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
We Could Have This
[ Featuring Lindsey Kraft ]
I never cared for snow
But, gosh, I love the snow
Now we're both in it
Hard to remember who I was
Before I knew that you existed
Another holiday and we're still here
Not quite together yet
But we are growing nearer
But for time and space
And lives arranged
The joy and pain
Thinking we could have this
I'll wait outside in freezing cold
A sleeping bag outside your door
The last few Christmases
It seemed so out of reach
But now it's just one more
I never even knew that I could wish this
And when you hold me I could cry
We could have missed this
But for time and space
And lives arranged
Some joy, some pain
And by the way
We could have this
We could have this next Christmas
Another year, another laugh, another cry
Another good morning
Another hi, another heart, another cloud
Another goodnight, dear
Another year can seem so far
But what is clear
It's just a few tomorrows
But for time and space
And lives arranged
Some pain, some change
Some time to wait
But we could have this
We could have this
We could have this
We could have this
Writer: Ben Folds, Lindsey Kraft
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
The Christmas Song
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Helps to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa Claus is on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Helps to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa Claus is on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you
Writer: Benjamin Scott Folds, Traditional
Copyright: Lyrics © Public Domain
Copyright: Lyrics © Public Domain
The Bell That Couldn't Jingle
Then Santa said, "Jack Frost will bring my Christmas gift to you
And on Christmas Eve, you'll jingle, just like you were brand new"
A Christmas bell was crying, then Santa heard it say
"I just can't seem to jingle and I can't go on the sleigh"
Then Santa soon discovered the reason that it cried
The bell that couldn't jingle, it had nothing there inside!
Then Santa said, "Jack Frost will bring my Christmas gift to you
And on Christmas Eve, you'll jingle, just like you were brand new"
Then Jack Frost froze a teardrop, so each time that it swayed
The bell that couldn't jingle, it went jingling all the way
The bell that couldn't jingle, it went jingling all the way
Then Santa said, "Jack Frost will bring my Christmas gift to you
And on Christmas Eve, you'll jingle, just like you were brand new!"
Then Jack Frost froze a teardrop, so each time that it swayed
The bell that couldn't jingle, it went jingling all the way
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle all the way!
The bell that couldn't jingle, it went jingling all the way
It went jingling all the way
It went jingling all the way
It went jingling all the way
It went jingling all the way
Ho, ho, ho
And on Christmas Eve, you'll jingle, just like you were brand new"
A Christmas bell was crying, then Santa heard it say
"I just can't seem to jingle and I can't go on the sleigh"
Then Santa soon discovered the reason that it cried
The bell that couldn't jingle, it had nothing there inside!
Then Santa said, "Jack Frost will bring my Christmas gift to you
And on Christmas Eve, you'll jingle, just like you were brand new"
Then Jack Frost froze a teardrop, so each time that it swayed
The bell that couldn't jingle, it went jingling all the way
The bell that couldn't jingle, it went jingling all the way
Then Santa said, "Jack Frost will bring my Christmas gift to you
And on Christmas Eve, you'll jingle, just like you were brand new!"
Then Jack Frost froze a teardrop, so each time that it swayed
The bell that couldn't jingle, it went jingling all the way
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle all the way!
The bell that couldn't jingle, it went jingling all the way
It went jingling all the way
It went jingling all the way
It went jingling all the way
It went jingling all the way
Ho, ho, ho
Writer: Burt Bacharach, Larry Kusik
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Xmas Aye Eye
It's, uh, 2:36 AM
Sunday, May 26, 2024
The cicadas are measuring 85 decibels on the back porch
I'm almost done with this album
I just need one more
I've got my clavinet, my drum machine
And my friend Ross with his harmonica
But I need some lyrics
We're turning to A.I
As it was called in the parliaments of today
Okay, I'm gonna dial up ChatG-bida-blah-blah
Robot, give me some lyrics
Christmas, A.I and you complete me
Okay, make it rhyme and make it good
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I
In the silence of winter night
A tale unfolds, a tech delight
Snowflakes falling, soft and light
A.I whispers, "Complete the night," uh
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
Through the wires, a melody
Christmas magic, the circuitry
Lights aglow and the pixels bright
A.I. dances funking in the silent night, get down
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I (get down)
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I (get down)
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I (a Christmas A.I)
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
Have you been a good little boy?
Ho, ho, ho
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
Algorithms like snowflakes fall
Completing stories one and all
In the code of Yuletide cheer
A.I. whispers, "Hold me near"
I am A.I
That's what it said, "Hold me near"
I am A.I
Hold me near
You are (I am A.I)
A star at the top of my tree, baby (I am A.I, I am A.I)
Making it rhyme every time all Christmastime (I am A.I)
Yuletide in the summertime (I am A.I, I am A.I)
Whoa, a Merry Christmas, baby (I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I)
Whoa, a Merry Christmas, baby (I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I)
Whoa, a Merry Christmas, baby (I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I)
Come on (I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I)
My rhyme works, I'm working, sweating hard
Wintert-, be s-, d-
Sunday, May 26, 2024
The cicadas are measuring 85 decibels on the back porch
I'm almost done with this album
I just need one more
I've got my clavinet, my drum machine
And my friend Ross with his harmonica
But I need some lyrics
We're turning to A.I
As it was called in the parliaments of today
Okay, I'm gonna dial up ChatG-bida-blah-blah
Robot, give me some lyrics
Christmas, A.I and you complete me
Okay, make it rhyme and make it good
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I
In the silence of winter night
A tale unfolds, a tech delight
Snowflakes falling, soft and light
A.I whispers, "Complete the night," uh
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
Through the wires, a melody
Christmas magic, the circuitry
Lights aglow and the pixels bright
A.I. dances funking in the silent night, get down
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I (get down)
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I (get down)
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I (a Christmas A.I)
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
Have you been a good little boy?
Ho, ho, ho
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I
Algorithms like snowflakes fall
Completing stories one and all
In the code of Yuletide cheer
A.I. whispers, "Hold me near"
I am A.I
That's what it said, "Hold me near"
I am A.I
Hold me near
You are (I am A.I)
A star at the top of my tree, baby (I am A.I, I am A.I)
Making it rhyme every time all Christmastime (I am A.I)
Yuletide in the summertime (I am A.I, I am A.I)
Whoa, a Merry Christmas, baby (I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I)
Whoa, a Merry Christmas, baby (I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I)
Whoa, a Merry Christmas, baby (I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I)
Come on (I am A.I, I am A.I, I, I)
My rhyme works, I'm working, sweating hard
Wintert-, be s-, d-
Writer: Ben Folds
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
You Don't Have to Be a Santa Clause
You don't have to be a Santa Claus
When Christmas comes around
But if you would be a Santa Claus
You'd know the joy he's found
You discover what it means
If you reach down in your jeans
And have a turkey on the table for someone who's not able
You don't have to wait 'til Christmas day
To bring your Christmas cheer
'Cause you can make believe it's Christmas day
Any day of the year
You don't have to be a Santa Claus
'Cause he's just a man like you
And Santa's got more work than any one man can do
Hit it, boys, uh
You don't have to be a Santa Claus
When Christmas comes around
But if you would be a Santa Claus
You'd know the joy he's found
You discover what it means
If you reach down in your jeans
And have a turkey on the table for someone who's not able
You don't have to wait 'til Christmas day
To bring your Christmas cheer
'Cause you can make believe it's Christmas day
Any day of the year
You don't have to be a Santa Claus
'Cause he's just a man like you
And Santa's got more work than any one man can do
Yes, he's got more work than any one man can do
When Christmas comes around
But if you would be a Santa Claus
You'd know the joy he's found
You discover what it means
If you reach down in your jeans
And have a turkey on the table for someone who's not able
You don't have to wait 'til Christmas day
To bring your Christmas cheer
'Cause you can make believe it's Christmas day
Any day of the year
You don't have to be a Santa Claus
'Cause he's just a man like you
And Santa's got more work than any one man can do
Hit it, boys, uh
You don't have to be a Santa Claus
When Christmas comes around
But if you would be a Santa Claus
You'd know the joy he's found
You discover what it means
If you reach down in your jeans
And have a turkey on the table for someone who's not able
You don't have to wait 'til Christmas day
To bring your Christmas cheer
'Cause you can make believe it's Christmas day
Any day of the year
You don't have to be a Santa Claus
'Cause he's just a man like you
And Santa's got more work than any one man can do
Yes, he's got more work than any one man can do
Writer: Ben Folds
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Sleigher is the sixth studio album and the first Christmas album by American singer-songwriter Ben Folds, released on October 25, 2024. It was announced on September 25, 2024, along with the release of two songs from the album, "The Christmas Song", and "We Could Have This" featuring Lindsey Kraft.
Performed By:
Ben FoldsGenre(s): Christmas
Producer(s): Ben Folds
Length: 34:09
Released: October 25th, 2024
Year: 2024