Christmas in Oakland Lyrics

it's Christmas in Oakland
I don't feel a thing
Rode our bikes to the Chevron
for Chesterfield Kings
with smoke in our eyes
as we ride
how it stings
what tidings we bring

it's Christmas in Oakland
and warm as spring
snuck into the movies
with tall boys to drink
asleep half an hour
into some awful thing
and dreaming

it's Christmas in Oakland
no carolers sing
the whole town's deserted
gingerbread housing
we're St. Nicks with buckets
and bells to ring
what tidings we bring

on Christmas in Oakland
we had a fling
you look like an angel
who lost her wings
with stars in our eyes
lying on mattress springs
we were beaming