It’s Christmas in California
Where the redwoods been burning for days
While the gold embers glow
Over Sacramento
They say we’re getting snow in LA
Oh, they’re hanging the tinsel in Times Square
And the traders down on Saint Mark’s Place
No one answers their door
For carolers in New York
But hey, we’re getting snow in LA
So Holy, Holy Christmas Day
Holy, Holy, come what may
And there’s six feet of snow in the San Fernando
Weighing heavy on every heart
But there’s hope under Bethlehem’s star
Oh, the children all lay awake hoping
That maybe they’ll hear Santa’s sleigh
But they know all too well
‘Bout the lies grown ups tell
Well, at least they’ll get snow in LA
So Holy, Holy Christmas Day
Holy, Holy, come what may
And there’s six feet of snow in the San Fernando
Weighing heavy on every heart
But there’s hope under Bethlehem’s star
Oh, the church bells are ringing on Sunset
But the preachers got nothing to say
If it turns out we all
Just weren’t worth dying for
Well, at least we got snow in LA
