Buckshot Billy & The Family Band - My Uncle Ruined Christmas

(hahaha) (My Uncle ruined Christmas!)

He showed up two hours late With a casserole and a grin

Said, "Traffic was a nightmare," Though he only lives three streets in

He walked right through the kitchen Like he owned the place again

And asked, "Where's that good chair?" Before he said hello to kin

(Here

we go!) (My Uncle ruined Christmas!) That's what everybody said

He spilled gravy on the table Then he knocked down half the

bread He changed the channel during dinner To a game nobody watched

Then he fell asleep in Grandpa's chair With the television on

(My Uncle ruined Christmas!)

Well, that's what everybody claimed

But nobody left the party And nobody stayed ashamed

He brought a gift for everybody But he mixed up every name

Gave Aunt Louise a fishing reel And Dad a picture frame

He told the same old story That we've heard a hundred times

Then halfway through the punchline He forgot the punchline (He forgot it!)

He laughed for thirty seconds

Like he'd planned it all along

(hahahaha) (My Uncle ruined Christmas!) He was getting on our nerves

He ate the pie before the turkey And took the biggest piece

of dessert

He tried to lead a sing-along And started in the wrong key

Then blamed the piano player Who was actually

Uncle Lee

(I thought you played piano!) (I don't!) (hahahaha)

Then somebody broke a string And the dog stole someone's ham

The kids were running through the hallway While Ray was shouting,

"Here I am!" He knocked over the Christmas tree Trying to dance

across the room

And Mom just stood there laughing Saying,

"Ray, what did you do?"

(What did you do?!) He looked around the living room At the

tinsel on the floor And said,

"Well, I guess Christmas Won't be doing that anymore." (hahaha)

But years from now,

somebody's gonna say "Remember that Christmas night?"

And everybody's gonna laugh Before they even get it right

They won't remember every present Or what we had to eat They'll

remember Uncle Ray Dancing with his Christmas feet

So maybe he didn't ruin Christmas… (Maybe he

didn't…) Maybe he just gave us one We'll never forget.

(My Uncle ruined Christmas!) Yeah,

that's what we said that night

He turned the house upside down And somehow made it right He

spilled the gravy, broke the tree And sang three verses wrong But

twenty years from now We'll still be singing this song (My Uncle

ruined Christmas!) Well, Uncle Ray,

you might have But if ruining Christmas means We all come laughing

back… Then ruin it again!

(Ruin it again!) Come on,

Ray! (I got a casserole!)

(NO!) (My Uncle ruined Christmas!)