It's still raining, and it's 75, and climbing
And all the shop windows are dressed to the nines
All in a line, all dressed up for Christmastime
I think the reason for the season is not in the namesake
But in the need to find peace of mind through merchandise
At Christmastime, we don't think twice
We just keep paying the price
Mary, did you know that your baby
Grows up to save me
From self-reflection, just cut the check
Mary, did you know that you carry
Someone we'll bury beneath our excuses
Known by our fruits, a dead faith
Piece by piece, day by day
Watch the bride trade away
The neighbors for a bit of silver
All these kingdoms, all we've won
Frightened children, loaded guns
Won't slip through the eyes of needles
We beat our ploughshares into swords
And seek a worldly reward
And that's the only kind that's waiting
Mary, did you know that the ones who
Took your boy from you trademarked his name
Took it around the world in vain
Oh, Mary, did you know your creation
Brings transmutation
Fortunes from Bibles, brothers to rivals
I really meant it, I only wanted to feel transcendent
Fumbling round for the light
People in white stay in the box
Can't get by the stumbling blocks
It's just merchandise
It's just merchandise