This, from the Bells of Dublin, an album of Christmas songs and traditional carols by The Chieftans, with various guest artists:
"I knew of two sisters whose name it was Christmas,
And one was named Dawn of course, the other one was named Eve.
I wonder if they grew up hating the season,
The good will that lasts til the Feast of St. Stephen.
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"For that is the time to eat, drink, and be merry,
Til the beer is all spilled and the whiskey has flowed.
And the whole family tree you neglected to bury,
Are feeding their faces until they explode.
"There'll be laughter and tears over Tia Marias,
Mixed up with that drink made from girders.
’Cause it's all we've got left as they draw their last breath,
Ah, it's nice for the kids, as you finally get rid of them,
In the St. Stephen's Day Murders."
(Lyrics by Declan MacManus [EC, to his fans] and Paddy Moloney of the Chieftains)
From The [not so] Daily Nocturne