The Slip - Children Of December lyrics

All of the parents of the children of December Have a clutch Cause their birthdays are the hardest to remember When youre born on Christmas Or the day before New Years They can sing out your birthday But but but nobody hears I was lucky I was born in the summer 1975, it was as hot as an oven Families that were loving eachother 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 Everyones 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 Children Of December Oh when youre born in December Its 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 thats why I take it to you through the music Cause when the music's connected its 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 wining and dining And April is for my my my my pop May give to Jonas some June is for the ba** Mines 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 youre born in December And no one remembers Well the 90s have ended So what do you call this decade?