Homeless on the Holidays

Oh there's food for the homeless on the holidays

Cause no matter how filthy or uncombed

If you're down on your luck you can really graze

For the holidays we throw those bums a bone

I met a man who drank and smelled of pee he was heading for

The local mission for some homemade pumpkin pie

Panhandling folks are always hanging round by the discount liquor store

And they're not too brand specific, gee a buck would be terrific

But there's food for the homeless on the holidays

There's a turkey just like Mama made at home

If they pine for redemption from their heathen ways

Come the holidays we'll toss those bums a bone

Take a piss in your pants till you smell like you're from France

Put some vino in a crumpled paper sack

Though you're smelling like a beast

You'll be treated to a feast

Want seconds come on right back

There's lots of food for the homeless on the holidays

Have some pumpkin pie and ham with provolone

We don't care if they eat dog food on the other days

When you call a cardboard box your home sweet home

For the holidays we'll toss those bums a bone