come they tell me, pa rum pum pum
a new born King can’t bear to see, pa rat tat tat tat
our finest gifts we lost
only reining fire, pa rum pa-bomb bomb bomb

So to honor Him, we run run run
into a blood red sun

Little baby, pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, so done done done done
I have no idea what to bring, pa rum pa pum pum pum
This beating heart is fit for a King,
hide for cover from terrorist stations

Shall I play for you, its rockin’ bombs
pa numb numb numb numb
On my drum?

Sky nodded, some some some
The sun and moon kept time, pa rum pum pum pum
My heart played for him, the sum sum sum sum
of my best parts,
so done done done done

Then He smiled as the sun set, into rest rest rest
Me and my beating drum.

© Rafael Andrade Garza, November 30, 2008