Lyrics

January hits you like a ball and chain
Like cigarettes in the pouring rain
Singing Hail Marys for all the Februarys that I’ve got left

Well I’m Marching after hours in the desert sand
And April’s just a flower in the devil’s hand
May I drive you through the city so big and so bright
Watch June through the window wrapped in neon lights

I’m haunted by a sadness in this heart of mine
July is electric like a bottle of wine
And August keeps crying and she don’t know why

She’s dreaming of September in a wedding gown
Well October’s never over it just hangs around
And all the embers burn in November skies
I watch them die like soldiers in lullabies
December is a heaven that the angels hide
December is a heaven that the angels hide