Jeffy's First Christmas

by Matt Wixson's Flying Circus

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A Christmas version of our 2011 debut EP Jeffy! We took the original recordings and recorded new wintery lyrics for them.

New for 2016, the 5-year anniversary, we added the Sons of Odin song "Jingle Bojangles" without their permission, because Matt wrote the chorus and they expanded on it to sing about this very EP. They never officially realeased it anyway, so here we are.

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released December 25, 2011

Matt Wixson - lead vocals, guitars, keys
Mike Land - drums, percussion, backing vocals
Josh Young - bass guitar, backing vocals
Danny Santos - backing vocals
Bud Koltys - Trombone
Mark Van Baak - Tenor Saxophone
Adam Gill - Trumpet

Track 6 written by Matt Wixson and Bryan Leavelle, and performed by Bryan Leavelle, Ryan Leavelle, and Tim Harman.

Recorded and mixed by Ben Wixson

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Matt Wixson's Flying Circus Detroit, Michigan

Matt Wixson’s Flying Circus are a three-piece, queer-fronted band from Detroit, MI, with DNA from every corner of punk gene pool. Since 2010 we have toured extensively both regionally and nationally, and have shared the stage with many top bands, including the Suicide Machines, the Slackers, Mustard Plug, Fishbone, Rx Bandits, PEARS, Screaming Females and We Are The Union. ... more

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Track Name: You'll Shoot Your Eye Out
I realize that Christmastime is supposed to be about family
But this year there’s only one thing in the world that I want Santa to wrap for me
Cuz the only thing that I need is a Red Rider gun
But they say I’ll shoot my eye out, they say that I’m too young this time

Ho ho hooooo, ho ho hooooo

I got some bunny suit pajamas that my relative gave to me
I look so foolish but I gotta put ‘em on when she’s visiting
And I just and I just and I just and I just wanna shoot
But when I told the shopping mall Santa I just got the boot, I just got the boot

Ho ho hooooo, ho ho hooooo

Oh my god I think I really shot I shot my
Oh my god I think I really shot I shot my
Eye (eye!) eye (eye!) I shot my eye out my
Eye (eye!) eye (eye!) I shot my eye out my
Eye, and now I’m gonna get it

Ho ho hooooo, ho ho hooooo

I broke my specs now I can’t see
I broke my specs now I can’t see
I broke my specs now I can’t see
I broke my specs and it’s terrifying
Track Name: Perpetual Clothing Machine
I’m getting tired of opening sweaters
And I’m getting tired of socks
And I’m getting sick of the gloves and the undies
Inside of a Christmasy box
Because there’s nothing quite like Christmas
It only comes but once a year
But if you give me presents, just try to spread some cheer

I’m getting bored of the Chapstick and razors
And I’m getting tired of hats
And I’m getting rather annoyed at the way
You give gift cards instead of just cash
Because my stocking’s overflowing
With stuff I really do not like
So maybe next year you’ll try to do it right

Because I want to get some movies
And I want to get some games
But you went to the clothing store
And I can find no reason for celebration
Or jubilation
Now you just ruined my Christmas vacation
Track Name: The Toy Maker
Back a long long time ago, somewhere in the land of snow there was a man
Who had a lady for himself, who had a workshop full of elves, who had a plan
Christmas Eve he was to go around to everybody’s homes and give some gifts
But then finally came the day and all the reindeer and the sleigh they wouldn’t lift

It’s such a crime when St. Nicholas can’t hit every home on time
No one is magic so isn’t it tragic that no on takes the reins

Back about a year ago somewhere by the northern pole there was a shop
Where they were working day and night trying to make each present right for every stop
With a schedule to obey, there’s no moving Christmas day, you know it’s stuck
But come December 24th and you’re still stranded in the north without no luck

It’s such a crime when St. Nicholas can’t hit every home on time
No one is magic so isn’t it tragic that no on takes the reins
Track Name: I Have A Snowman
I have a thing for guys who have a jolly happy soul
With a corncob pipe and button nose, two eyes made out of coal
I have guy out front, maybe a fairytale you say
He’s made of snow but children know how he came to life one day

And snow’s getting deeper and deeper
And snow’s getting deeper and deeper
And snow’s getting deeper and deeper
And snow

I have a thing for guys who are as live as they can be
And the children say he can laugh and play, the same as you and me
I have a thing for guys with a broomstick in their hand
Who run here and there, around the square, saying “catch me if you can”

And snow’s getting deeper and deeper
And snow’s getting deeper and deeper
And snow’s getting deeper and deeper
And snow

I have a thing for guys who have to hurry on their way
Who will wave goodbye and say “don’t cry, cuz I’ll be back someday!”

And snow’s getting deeper and deeper
And snow’s getting deeper and deeper
And snow’s getting deeper and deeper
And snow
Track Name: Christmas Hymn of the Republic
Today I was excited for the things that came for me
I woke up extra early just to check it out and see
But I had nothing waiting for me underneath the tree
Today I got no gifts

Shouldn’t be (shouldn’t be) so naughty
Now I got (now I got) no toys
Santa Claus (Santa Claus) has skipped me
But not the good young boys (and girls!)

Tell me, Santa Claus, how could ya?
Tell me, Santa Claus, how could ya?
Tell me, Santa Claus, how could ya?
Today I got no gifts
Track Name: Sons of Odin - Jingle Bojangles
Jingle Bells, Jonzee smells
D-Ray laid a Greg
And TFT’s final LPs will never see the light of day, hey
Jingle Bells, five Leavelles
In our community
Flying Circus can't record a song
As fast as Ryan, Tim and me!

Matt's band wrote some songs to help spread some holiday cheer
But that lazy son of a gun couldn't finish this one here
So I took up the cause, poured myself some Christmas ale
Grabbed my guitar and completed the Community Records christmas tale!

Jingle Bells, Jonzee smells
D-Ray laid a Greg
And TFT’s final LPs will never see the light of day, hey
Jingle Bells, five Leavelles
In our community
Flying Circus can't record a song
As fast as Ryan, Tim and me!

A day or two ago, The Circus put an album on the web
Where some of their good ol songs were turned right on their head!
Songs about the government and beer turned into crushes on snowmen and Christmas cheer
Who'd thought a gay agnostic would drop the best christmas album of the year

Jingle Bells, Jonzee smells
D-Ray laid a Greg
And TFT’s final LPs will never see the light of day, hey
Jingle Bells, five Leavelles
In our community
Flying Circus can't record a song
As fast as Ryan, Tim and me!