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I realised I haven't posted all the lyrics. Here is the second verse:
Mistletoe and wine don't work at all
I need sleeping pills to spend some time with you
Your snowy disposition just leaves me cold
You're the anti Father Christmas, it's true
It was going to be Rohypnol instead of sleeping pills but it implied that it would be the narrator (it's not autobiographical obviously) trying to date rape his/her girlfriend/boyfriend when that's not what it means at all. It's about needing narcotics to put up with someone. It's a cheery old song, that's for sure.
I had another dream last night (again, not in the sense of Martin Luther King), it was very very odd. We were playing a festival, sort of like Ashton Court but not and we were on last (which should have been the prime slot). Just as we were about to go on, everyone started leaving. Then they came back because it was a sort of a joke to leave but I had forgotten how to play all the songs, or was too drunk, or something. It was all a disaster and I was crying uncontrollably like a baby. Then I kept waking up and thinking it was just a dream, then going back to sleep and wishing it was all a dream. But what does it all mean? Probably that I don't want people to walk out of our gigs! I should be some kind of paid dream analyst.
Let's hope for no more crazy dreams this evening!
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