Ebeneezer

I raise you up Ebeneezer 
So you can be revealed in the light 
A hate-filled Scrooge weighing me down 
My burden, my pain, my plight 

Down on the ground you fall and must stay 
Remain and leave me be 
I can no longer take you with me 
Sink down and be mired in the clay 

There will be no goose to buy 
No Christmas day redemption 
No small Tim’s praising 
No church bells ringing 

Marley and the other Christmas ghosts 
Tried to give you a warning 
Words and visions mean nothing to you 
Goodbye, it’s Christmas morning