Scratches on the Door (O'Bannon)

 'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
 The smoke and cinders, the screaming and shouts
 The children were huddled asleep on the floor
 No stocking or presents or toys anymore
 The firemen beat down the blackened door
 Six children spread out across the floor
 They never saw the screatches on the door

 Then came a man from the LG&E
 He showed the crowdd the tears on his cheek
 He brought some gifts in case one had survived
 He came to see just what could be denied
 But he never saw the children on the flor
 He never saw the scratches on the door

 TV news team cried a million tears
 Said the oldest one was just eleven years
 They showed the fire burning up in the sky
 They showed the father policemen at this side
 But not the handcuffs that the father wore
 And not the scratches left upon the door

 'Twas the night before Christmas and all throought eh house
 Not a creature was sturring not even a mouse
 They children were lying asleep in the ground
 The children were silent asleep in the ground
 The children were silent asleep in the ground