Christmas Is Going to the Dogs

Get off your sled and go to bed, don't you ever tire?

Throw a bone, I'm finally home, curled up by the fire

Snow is falling from the sky like ashes from an urn

Sweet dreams, my little one, now it's my turn

Well, Christmas is going to the dogs

We'd rather have chew toys than Yule logs

And things aren't looking very good, it's true

So I'll just lay here and chew

Now, when I sleep I like to dream of rabbits in the snow

Jumping right into my jaws from their rabbit hole

Take one home and set him down right next to your shoes

Wake up to a big surprise, my gift to you

And Christmas is going to the dogs

We'd rather have chew toys than Yule logs

And things aren't looking very good, it's true

So I'll just lay here and chew

And Christmas is going to the dogs

We're scarfing down the turkey and egg nog

And things aren't looking very good, it's true

So I'll just lay here and chew

So I'll just stay here and chew