The wind is cold in America Cos its Christmas But the heat In my hometown's killing me And i swear to all of my friends That December Is the end In the country we live in I'm working to hide in my office Where Im never Alone Plus the air cons all turned on But my car is burning outside It's still Christmas And the heat In my hometown's killing me Where's the Christmas spirit? Halloween was months ago Hallelujah to the broken souls Fill your shopping list with gifts expired weeks ago Cook your food but they'll never show