[Verse 1]
Wake up, it's Christmas mourn
Those loved have long since gone
The stockings are hung, but who cares?
Preserved for those no longer there
Six feet beneath me sleep

[Verse 2]
Black lights hang from the tree
Accents of dead holly

[Chorus]
Whoa, mistletoe (It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghost (I'm drinking old)
Red water
Red water (Red water)
Red water chase them away

[Bridge]
My table's been set for but seven
Just last year I dined with eleven
Goddamn ye merry gentlemen

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Chorus]
Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghosts (I'm drinking old)
Red water
Red water (Red water)
Red water chase them away (Will chase them away)
(Will chase them away)
[Instrumental Outro]