WE DON’T SELL THAT HERE

by Stan C. Countz

Gotta roll out of the sack; don’t wanna miss that sale
Everything’s right on track down to the last detail
The clothes are on the racks; the slips, slacks and teddies
We’re finally in the black and the cash registers are ready

We’ve watched the game and eaten our turkey dinner
Our tummys are full and we’re cheering on the winner
Now we’re looking over inserts in the Thursday paper
Our Christmas money will disappear as if in a vapor

CHORUS
Pushin’ and shovin’ for a microwave oven
They’ve waited all year for that fishin’ gear
What they really need is some good lovin’
But we don’t sell that here
It's not about Christmas cheer
Or who steers Santa's reindeer
What they really need is His grace and peace
But we don’t sell that here

The merchandise is tagged and tidy and the cash registers are ringing
Shopper’s Paradise: it’s Black Friday and our customers are singing
Been workin’ hard on our displays; been stocking all our shelves
Worked hard all year to pay Uncle Sam; now we can pay ourselves

They think they need a Christmas tree; holly, beads and bells
But what they really need is to hit their knees
Not reindeer, greed and elves
It’s not about campin’ outdoors or trampin’ through the stores
It’s about lovin’ others more than we love ourselves

All they think they need is an MP3 player
And we just so happen to have one on sale
But what they really need can only be found in prayer
God’s love is the only thing that never fails
But we don't sell that here (x2)

That Ipod you just can’t live without is just too complicated
That HD TV you’ve heard so much about Is slightly over-rated
Who cares if it’s slim and sleek? It’ll be outdated in a week
The latest gadget sittin’ on the shelf will soon be an antique

OUTRO
Pushin’ and shovin’ for a microwave oven
They’ve waited all year for that fishin’ gear
What they really need is some good lovin’
But we don’t sell that here
They think they need a Christmas tree
Holly, beads and bells
But what they really need is to hit their knees
Not reindeer, greed and elves
It’s not about campin’ outdoors
Or trampin’ through the stores
It’s about lovin’ others more
Than we love ourselves
It’s not about Christmas cheer
Or who steers Santa’s reindeer
What they really need Is His grace and peace
But we don’t sell that here
--
Stan Countz, lyricist
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