Oh, there’s no going home for the holidays
'Cause you voted for Trump, you’ve been disowned
If you dare speak your mind in a contrary way
For the holidays, you can’t go home, sweet home

I met a man who lives in Tennessee
He was headin' for
Pennsylvania, and some homemade pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania, he heard from his folks
Don’t you dare darken our door
From Atlantic to Pacific
TDS is so horrific

Oh, there's no going home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
If you want to vote different from your family
For the holidays, you can't go home, sweet home

Take a bus, take a train, go and hop an aeroplane
Put the wife and kiddies in the family car
For the gestures that they sling
When you make their doorbell ring
That’s just a bridge too far

I met a man from ol’ Virginny and
He was hatin' for
Everyone in West Virginia that he knows
From Pennsylvania, there’s a mother who
Told her only son, no more
From Atlantic to Pacific
TDS is sure prolific

Oh, there’s no going home for the holidays
'Cause Trump won, it’s now like a funeral home
If you want to be happy in a million ways
For the holidays, stay far from home, sweet home
For the holidays, you can't go home, sweet home