Night of the Mules lyrics

the street lights gave off an yellow glow on the holly and the mistletoe you could feel the rain, coming down. and quiet starlight, hardened the ground. till the street shone like a diamond look sister, here comes a new genuine disaster. clip-clop up the street, see the rain, feel the sleet, yeah. the cold air, unpredictable weather, ten or twenty of us, huddled together, hearing the braying, growing louder snowflakes falling fine white powder. here come, the new kings the hooves clack and the metal sings clip-clop up the street see the rain, feel the sleet, yeah.