Well little Tommy Conway
Has been shoveling the walkway
But the snow keeps coming all the same
And though it's only frosting
He finds the work exhausting
And would play a snow ball throwing game
While down on main street
Mayor Brewster takes a seat
In Billy Higgin's vk.com/muzrek barber
He's looking for a little trim
But Higgin's isn't listening
And soon the mayor finds he is short of hair up there
It is just like any ordinary town
Where the sun goes up and the sun goes down
Except the sun is one big pumpkin pie instead
And everybody is made of gingerbread.
Over by the skating pond
Something weird is going on
The cookie trees have started disappearing
No one's there to see them go
There's just a whole vk.com/muzrek in the snow
With crumbs left in the forest clearing
Late at night when the cold winds blow
Down from the mistletoe mountain
Hugging tight by the fireplace glow, their gingerbread blessings they're counting
It is just like any ordinary town
Where the sun goes up and the sun goes down
Except the sun is one big pumpkin pie instead
And everybody is made of gingerbread.
