Well here I go again I ask you to pay attention because I prefer that you listen Instead of just hearing me out Well I'm laying up in here in a place It's supposed to be home Supposed to be Christmas, supposed to be happy seasons Season's greetings And all that mumble jumble Yeah It's mumble jumbo to me because I'm not feeling it But if you guys are feeling it, that's okay with me You know I think what's good for you might not be good for me. But what's good for me might not be good for you. I'm laying up in here in this man cave that they call an apartment. There's a roof over my head. They're giving up heat. And I'm comfortable, to tell you the truth. So, I want to wish everybody happy seasons, a joy. Never let nobody take that joy for you. Like a friend of mine would say, it's a movement. Yes, it's definitely a movement. So peace, peace, peace. Lay at your door. Lie in your heart. Keep you comfortable when you lay in your bed. And don't. Try to stay apart from the life and joy and prosperity of love. Love, love. What is love? Well, we're not going to get into that. But right now, you hear that? Hey! Hey, Feliz Navidad, Mercury, my man. Hey. Well, I think I said enough. Have a joyous season. Love y'all.