Christmas Is Going To The Dogs

Get off your sled and go to bed

Don\'t you ever tire?

Throw a bone, I\'m finally home

Curled up by the fire

Snow is falling from the sky like ashes from an urn

Sweet dreams, my little one

Now it\'s my turn

Well, Christmas is going to the dogs

We\'d rather have chew toys than Yule logs

And things aren\'t looking very good, it\'s true

So I\'ll just lay here and chew

Now, when I sleep I like to dream

Of rabbits in the snow

Jumping right into my jaws

From their rabbit hole

Take one home and set him down right next to you shoes

Wake up to a big surprise

My gift to you

And Christmas is going to the dogs

We\'d rather have chew toys than Yule logs

And things aren\'t looking very good, it\'s true

So I\'ll just lay here and chew

And Christmas is going to the dogs

We\'re scarfing down the turkey and egg nog

And things aren\'t looking very good, it\'s true

So I\'ll just lay here and chew

So I\'ll just stay here and chew...