(Sound of chopsticks clicking)
(Laughter in the background)
(Jazzy piano melody starts—upbeat and warm)
Yeah.
Forget the turkey. Forget the ham.
We doing it different this year.
Friedghostly family style.
[Verse 1]
Outside it’s snowing on the Battle Creek street
But inside the booth, yeah we turning up the heat.
No tears for the exes, no stress on the mind
I left the "Ninety-Nine Nightmares" way behind.
I’m with the uncle, I’m with the crew
We got the dumplings steaming and the mountain dew.
Rocking the fur hat, feeling like a king
Listen to the sound that the register ring.
[Chorus]
It’s a Chinese Christmas, pass the soy sauce
Living like a winner, took no loss.
We got shrimp on the plate, love in the air
Look around the table, yeah the real ones are there.
No silent night, we laughing loud
Friedghostly floating on a golden cloud.
Screw the past, man, the present is a gift
Catch the vibe, catch the holiday drift.
[Verse 2]
Look at the spread, man, noodles in the bowl
This kind of food is good for the soul.
The little cousin smiling in the shirt of red
"More chicken please!" is what he said.
I snap a pic, put it in the frame
Nobody here playing any mind game.
Just good vibes, warmth, and the tea
This is exactly where I’m supposed to be.
[Bridge]
(Beat breaks down - warm saxophone solo)
No drama.
No trauma.
Just full stomachs and open hearts.
This is the reboot. This is where it starts.
[Chorus]
It’s a Chinese Christmas, pass the soy sauce
Living like a winner, took no loss.
We got shrimp on the plate, love in the air
Look around the table, yeah the real ones are there.
No silent night, we laughing loud
Friedghostly floating on a golden cloud.
[Outro]
(Fading laughter)
Merry Christmas to the real ones.
Pass a dumpling.
Yeah.
We good.
(Jazz piano fades out)
FriedGhostly