Red Punch/Green Punch

Nothing says Christmas
Like a party out at my great aunt's
Out on the front lawn
Some things never change
A manger scene, wise men
And herd of sheep, so fantastic
Hard colered plastic
Blinking in the yard
Red punch, green punch
Brach's Holiday Mints and peanuts
The more things stay the same, you know
The more they stay the same
Red punch, green punch
A silver bowl of mints and some peanuts
The great aunts of the world, you know
Will never change their game
We do what we can
Figurines like memories
ceramics pulled from the basement
Fire-glazed
In 1963
Silent Night music box
Travel back in time
When Christmas
Always, always shines
Red punch, green punch
Brach's Holiday Mints and peanuts
The more things stay the same, you know
The more they stay the same
Red punch, green punch
A silver bowl of mints and some peanuts
The great aunts of the world, you know
Will never change their game
We do what we can.
The poor years, the war years
The 50's and the 60's and the born years
And Christmas in the 70s
And the early 80's never fade
Red punch, green punch
I never thought that I could miss it so much
The more things change, you know
I think some things should stay the same
Red punch, green punch
Silver bowl of mints and some peanuts
The great aunts of the world may come and go
But they never change their game