Christmas Present Chaos (Bandmate's Confusion) Songtext
von TIMŌRĀTUS

Can I get a hot minute thinkin′ 'bout Mason
Sittin′ at the drums 'bout to make me crazy
What would he like to opening on Christmas day
Hoping he likes what I get him either way
I know that Halo is his favorite gaming FPS
Crushing those noobs brings him joy in great excess
He may be young and lacking in experience
But he's a cool dude despite his clumsiness

David, my beloved friend and soulmate
Why is it so hard to get you a gift you don′t hate
Like a mug that says you′re my Jr Featherweight (Champion)
What's something he would use every day
I feel like the same thing happened on his birthday
Socks are too cheesy
Food isn′t his thing


Place it in a box
Tape it all around
It's not like it′s smallpox
This should be my playground
Complicated
Exhilarated
Anticipated
Nauseated
Can't seem to find the right thing
For my friend the drum machine

Courtney
Teacher
Educator
Molder of young minds
Step to the side
Break it all down
I′m sure there's something owl related
I can get for her classroom

Gotta grind it out
Make it loud
Crank it up
I know he's got kids
I know he′s got a wife
What could I get to make his life easier
I know what I can do
I know what I can get
Craft supplies and some paper clips
Gonna MacGyver something good
That he′ll never forget


It's all doom
Light is all gone
Missed my window
To get David something on Amazon

Why, why is it so hard to buy a gift
For a teen with some sick skill
I don′t want him to think I forgot
Every year it's something new
Just a matter of which who
I could get him a decal that says "bands without drummers suck"

David
He′s a good brother and a friend
What could he use to see him through the bitter end
We're at the age of practicality
And it must reek of brutality