Slip Children Of December lyrics

Children Of December by Slip

Children Of December lyrics

All the parents of the children of December 
Have a clutch 
'Cause their birthdays are the hardest to remember 
When you're born on Christmas 
Or the day before new year's 
They can sing out your birthday 
But but but nobody hears 
I was lucky I was born in the summer 
Nineteen seventy five 
It was as hot as an oven 
Families that were lovin each other in November 
By April were planning all the new family members 
But save one for the empirical boy with his empirical 
toys 
The hots wheels the autobots and the deceptigons 
Everyone's waiting to see what he's worth 
But he is invincible like a breeze on the earth 

I was holding something 
In my hands so tightly 
I was afraid to let it go 
I was afraid to even know 
I was holding something 
In my heart so tightly 
I was afraid to let it go 

Oh when you're born in December 
It's hard to remember 
Well the 90s have ended 
So what do you call this decade? 

I hold every person I meet like a treasure 
I defend the ones I love to whatever the end is 
And that's why I take it to you through the music 
'Cause when the music's connected it's like everyone's 
protected 
January is for Rosie 
God bless Rosie 
And February is for Tim 
We all know about him 
March is for my mama still winin' and dinin' 
And April is for my my my my pop 
May give to Jonas some 
June is for the bass 
Mine's July July July July July 

All the parents of the children of December 
Have a clutch 
When you're born in christmas 
Or the day after new year's 
They can sing out your birthday but but but but but but 
but 
Make a little noise 
Make a little sound 

Oh when you're born in December 
And no one remembers 
Well the 90s have ended 
So what do you call this decade?