Lara Herscovitch: listen

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Footballs in the air, leaves on the ground
Pumpkin pie is baking as cider’s passed around
Any moment now the starting gun will send
Us off to see if we believe that love is what we spend
No debemos creerlo [we shouldn’t believe it]

(chorus)
Taking tequila over turkey this year - tengo que salir [I have to leave]
No quiero pavo este ano [I don’t want turkey this year] – get me out of here
Si tengo que iré a pie [if I have to I’ll go on foot], I’m short on season’s cheer
If you make me sing Jingle Bells you will be told to go straight to – um, well

You think I’m ambivalent but I really don’t care
Don’t want to be here so I’m headed there
South of the border where sanity stays
There will be no mistaking the intent of our breadbreaking – adelante [forward / carry on]

(chorus)
…If you make me sing Jingle Bells you will be told to go straight to the South Pole

We bake the bird and we watch the parade; and we try to be thankful for choices we’ve made
We eat and we eat til there’s no room inside; to stuff the history I’m not qualified

(chorus)
I need a change in scenery, turkeys in my life, already got plenty
Estoy buscando energía, felicidad y alegria [I’m searching for energy, happiness, joy]
This so-called holiday should not exist anyway
So I’ll give thanks and cheers for tequila lejos del pavo [far from turkey] this year