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Not your typical Christmas EP.

We decided to put some songs together for this Holiday season and at the same time to shine a light on some causes that are very dear to us.

This time of year like any other give what you can, when you can. You will be amazed by the good you can do.

And you can DOWNLOAD OUR EP FOR FREE (and you have the option to pay as well).

PLEASE - check these links out and do what you can. Thank you very much and please enjoy the music and share the message, share the love.

CLICK:
www.giveforward.com/fundraiser/67x6/-blanquito-man-of-king-chang-cancer-surgery-/updates/105072
Our friend Andrew "Blanquito Man" Blanco (my cousin), an amazing and extremely talented individual needs help for several surgeries.
www.littlekidsrock.org/support-us/donation/
Ya know, because the kids need to rock.
paralosninos.org
Because it's all about the kids.
www.blacklifematters.org
Because ALL life matters and we need to do what we can to make sure of that.
www.ourtruecolors.org
Because LOVE is the only answer.

Papa Claus and the Gingerbread Connection

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released December 22, 2014

Music and Lyrics:
Giovanny Blanco
Robert Gonzales
John "MyBassIsTight" Cornelius

LoFi Production:
Giovanny Blanco for
supermercado23

Papa Clause and the Gingerbread Connection is:
Giovanny Blanco: Vocals and Drum Programming
Robert Gonzales: Guitars and Bass
John "MyBassIsTight" Cornelius: Bass, Keys and some Drum Programming

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Track Name: Santa (Don't Forget About Me)
Santa, don’t forget about the children
don’t forget about the people
don’t forget about me

I know that times are hard all around
I try to get up but people keep pushing down
And I can hold it all together til the time of the year
And I'm wondering if you’ll ever come here

Santa, (Santa Claus) don’t forget about the children
(Santa Claus) don’t forget about the people
(Santa Claus) don’t forget about me (Don’t forget about me)

All the kids crazy ‘bout Christmas day
But they just don’t understand just what it takes
I give all that I’ve got so they can receive
So before you leave your house
I want to believe

Santa, (Santa Claus) don’t forget about the children
(Santa Claus) don’t forget about the people
(Santa Claus) don’t forget about me (Don’t forget about me)

don’t forget about me (don’t forget about me)
don’t forget about me (don’t forget about me)
don’t forget about me (don’t forget about me)
don’t forget about me (don’t forget about me)

We made you homemade cookies and put some milk in a glass
my youngest made a card in his Kindergarten class
with a drawing of Rudolph taking a break with me on roof above
We’re all so proud of our Christmas love
Full of lights all over but empty underneath
Don't forget about us, don't forget about Andrew
my cousin Andres, Blanquito Man he needs your love, your love, your love
don’t forget about the children
don’t forget about the children
don’t forget about the children
don’t forget about the children
don’t forget about me
Track Name: It Never Snows in California
The respect locates the purpose.
The tidy mass speaks the jelly.
The night starts the servant.
The porter encourages the air.
The flight models the exclusive example.
The silent system closes the decision.
The lovely secretary eliminates the base.
The thing set ups the mere language.
The grape fits the war.
The innocent fiction, that one, that interfaces the kick.
Are you ready?

It never snows in California
unless you're talking about where rich people play
It never snows in California
unless you're talking 'bout cocaine, talking 'bout cocaine

The rule qualifys the macho join.
The slimy sister justifys the behavior.
The penitent side formulates the record.
And the tendency promotes the silk.
The list formulates the stitch. (stitch)
The impulse offsets the snow.
The feigned cork litigates the act.
But the servant, the servant controls the judicious space.
Am I the servant?

It never snows in California
unless you're talking about where rich people play
It never snows in California
unless you're talking 'bout cocaine, talking 'bout cocaine

The bite creates the hysterical plant.
The space defends the dazzling sign.
But the grip connects the knowledge.
The marvelous purpose reduces the mist.
The extra-large fold conceives the balance.
The man maximizes the statuesque wind.
The changeable fire substantiates the answer.
The rub set goal and the request.
The condemned silver reinforces the blood.

It never snows in California
unless you're talking about where rich people play
It never snows in California
unless you're talking 'bout cocaine, talking 'bout cocaine
Track Name: Holidaze
It's christmas time
and I'm crying cause you're no longer here
Stuck at Sully's all alone
Amongst fools singing Santa songs
Damn little girl miss ya
You were sitting right next to me just yesterday
I blame my tears on them blinking lights
and everybody believes

I'm in a holidaze
I'm messed up in the merriest of ways
I'm as high as that star on the Christmas tree
Cause you ain't here
You ain't here with me

Hey bartender, I think you and I should make some kind of deal
Bring them whiskeys and keep em neat
I promise I won't make a scene
And won't somebody turn that god forsaken tv off
I'm gonna lose it all if see James Stewart
running through the streets

I'm in a holidaze
I'm messed up in the merriest of ways
I'm as high as that star on the Christmas tree
Cause you ain't here
You ain't here with me

Cheap ass beer and candy canes
Warm popcorn and Bukowski stains
Rose and Joe in the bathroom stall
Tommy's painting on the wall
The stink of beer and pine and puke
Pogues blasting on the juke
I'm Gary Oldman/State of Grace
And all I can see is your face

I'm in a holidaze
I'm messed up in the merriest of ways
I'm as high as that star on the Christmas tree
Cause you ain't here
You ain't here with me