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Ain't Life Awful, Ain't Life Grand

by James Dean Wells

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Me and my family all got Covid days before Christmas. At first it was sad, then it was really sad, then its like whatever, I guess we're alive.

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Thoughts of the winter spent carefree as kids
With the smell of December, as it come rushing in
Well the trees are all bare but the last brittle leaves they still linger

Let’s give em toys, give em hell
Give em egg not to spill
Give em constant consumption and songs from the till
hallelujah sang out of key on the parlor piano

And oh…winters cold, I can hear the bells implore,
I’ll throw a log on the fire, if you stay for just one drink more

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year
Its a awfully cruel world, but I'm awfully lucky to be here

The bars awfully low but it’s still open late
And the dollar store mistletoe’s obviously fake
Well I’d kiss you right here, I even thought that you’d remember

Give me shearling lined jackets and credit card bills
Fireside chats fueled with red wine and pills
Office party romances, that end in a bathroom stall sobbing

And oh…please don't go, this town has gone to hell, I know
I'll sing you some classics, and keep my hands to myself

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year
Its a awfully cruel world, but I'm awfully lucky to be here
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year
Its a miserable life, but I'd miss you like hell were you not here

Work our hands to the bone just to barely survive,
And we'll lie to our friends when we tell them we're fine
And my son hums along to Darth Vader's song like an anthem

So give me death and destruction and all that remains
give corporate sponsored thanksgiving parades
Give me a quarantine Christmas, and a tinsel lined tree packed with pathos

And oh…tell me more, leave our guts here on the floor
Too sad to be cool, too tired to be sure

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year
Its a awfully cruel world, but I'm awfully lucky to be here
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year
Its a miserable life, but I'd miss you like hell were you not here

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released December 25, 2021
Me on the stuff
Chell Stephen: lyrical support
Jed Higgerson: backing vocals
Daryl Pinsdorf: piano, chimes, harmonium
Alex Koch: bass tambo

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James Dean Wells Brooklyn, New York

James Dean Wells is a performer/songwriter who was born in the hills of California, raised in woods of Jersey, and is now making a living out in Brooklyn. Years of live shows and proselytizing to half-awake audiences have left his throat shredded and his mind primed for the kind of rapid fire stream of consciousness that defines his lyrics. ... more

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