American Christmas Lyrics

Lord, how do you want to use me

I'm an actor in Your movie

All you've got to move me

Oh yea, Oh yea

In the center of a Sunday

I'm a sinner and runaway

But do I have to put the fun away

No way, No way

And the fire burned most of Malibu

And the sproutlings are pushing up through the ashy earth

It is Christmas Day in America

Hallelujah Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah

There's a feather on the sidewalk

And a woman sings a sad song

Talking' something about a Landslide

Oh Yea, oh yea

And I'm sitting by the fireside

With an Uzi and a frying pan

Thinking pardon me excuse me man

Oh yea, Oh yea

And the fire burned most of Malibu

And the spoutlings are pushing up though the ashy earth

It is Christmas Day in America

Hallelujah Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah