Gordon Downie - Christmastime in Toronto lyrics

Oh, oh, yeah Oh, oh, yeah So this is your number, well, I just called to say hello I was blurting, you were blurting, we were talking in morse code We just got cut off or disconnected, I don't know But it's Christmas time, Christmas time in Toronto We got this power to generalise when everything explodes The certainty of our unknown, your childrens' unknown You're going to let us in though you're technically closed Must be Christmas time, Christmas time in Toronto Let's have a toast To charity, wickedness, dope A toast To the day after tomorrow Oh, yeah, the day after tomorrow Oh, yeah, the day after tomorrow Oh, yeah, the day after tomorrow You'd like to buy the drink a bar, take us all to the show You're so full of cash tonight, you could buy the Pope You might as well try and get milk from your elbow Though it's Christmas time, Christmas time in Toronto With your dark epiphanies, your true lines and smoke Your glistening rails and streetcars all aglow "Always the wind and the persistent snow Gets into your eyes and your mouth and every fold of your coat" And everyone hates you but they don't know what I know Besides it's Christmas time, Christmas time in Toronto Let's have a toast To charity, fixedness, hope A toast To the day after tomorrow Oh, yeah, the day after tomorrow Oh, yeah, the day after tomorrow