October

Following a signal I received in France
Watching all the traffic going by Your hair is done in sequins
You wear leather pants
Soldiers at the crossroads wave goodbye
And it’s already over in October
Already Christmas every year
It’s always good to sing when you are sober
It’s always good to wipe away a tear
Sometimes I think we’ll all go up in smoke
Owing that the passage is not clear
There is a man who probably will choke
On the words that sound so violently sincere
And it’s already over in October
Already Christmas every year
It’s always good to sing when you are sober
Always good to wipe away the tears
There was a woman who wore my ring upon her hand
Warning me to judge the way I feel
Right on the surface of everything I’d planned
She cut too deep to ever really heal
And it’s already over in October
Already Christmas every year
And it’s always good to sing when you are sober
It’s always good to wipe away the tears
If I see you, I’ll nod to some passing face of God
Who never really answered me at prayer
The Savior is quite odd, he prefers the prod
His kingdom is made out of thin air
And it’s already over in October
Already Christmas every year
It’s always good to sing when you are sober
It’s always good to wipe away the tears