Christma-Hanu-Rama-Ka-Dona-Kwanzaa
© 2005 Watunes (BMI)
(From "PeaceNick")
The mortal world is languishing in deep December snows
The road to hope is froze-
Zen over, so's my nose
And even as all nations strive the others to destroy
One holiday brings every nation joy:
It's Christma-Hanu-Rama-Ka-Dona-Kwanzaa
What a merry multicultural time of year
I'm sure no matter where
They celebrate over there
The time of year we celebrate over here
No matter what your creed or color
You're sure to have a real good time
A definite "yes" to answer the question, "Can't we all get along?"
Let's sing a Christma-Hanu-Rama-Ka-Dona-Kwanzaa song
Humanity is drifting in an icy sea of strife
The giant quilt of life
Is crazy, so's my wife
But even as all things are dying, one event can steer
The moribund toward more abundant cheer
It's Christma-Hanu-Rama-Ka-Dona-Kwanzaa
What a happy heterogeneous holiday
In places near and far
Wherever the heck you are
You'll find that they can revel the day away
No matter what your race or religion (or lack thereof)
You're sure to have a festive night (or eight or twelve)
A seasonal way for neighbors to say, "How could we have been so wrong?"
Let's sing a Christma-Hanu-Rama-Ka-Dona-Kwanzaa song
So don a party hat
And kill the calf that's fat
And throw a Roman Saturnalia
And when winter turns to spring
And nature does her thing
You'll be wearing frilly frocks,
Resetting all your clocks
For Floralia-Holi-Easter-Passo-Vernal-Equinox
What a pan-humanic extravaganza
What an ethni-cultu-religio jubilee
They're all joining hands in disparate lands to form a harmonious throng
And sing a Christma-Hanu-Rama-Ka-Dona-Kwanzaa song
So lay aside your crushing load of earthly misery
To sing a Christma-Hanu-Rama-Ka-Dona-Kwanzaa song with me