Boxing Day Lyrics & Chords By Sondre Lerche

So it's clear that he isn't man enough To fulfill our expectationcy Knowingly accepted mental poverty Since he filled the application out He has been replaced Calendar reads: Boxing Day Pack your bags, this town isn't big enough Tell your mother, scenery must change Tell your father that it's much too late You're a grown man in your keeper's cage Wipe that smile away And keep your fingers away from my face Send him off to base camp Come home Boxing Day You stay out of trouble Son, don't bring me trouble Now Don't bring me trouble now Shut your mouth while I read you all your rights Don't be smarter than you were before Don't be showing off obvious flaws Don't be anything we can't ignore Don't be such a bore And don't be coming around here no more Send him off to base camp Come home, Boxing Day You stay out of trouble Son, don't bring me trouble Now Don't bring me trouble now A pair of arms, too short to reach A pair of feet, too long to leap A pair of lips, too big to miss Smile lovingly to some freak who can't kiss Don't bring me trouble now Don't bring me trouble now Don't bring me trouble now