Christmas Is Coming
Christmas is coming
But I am not humming
Gifts are being bought and adverts are starting strumming
Not for me though
Because I see the holy tree and I see the folly
So does anyone else here want my brolly
What is it we all want
Other than just another font
Baby Jesus here you lie, and yes you also died
But please don’t tell us any lies
You died to save us, yes you did
But that wasn’t my gig
I live and breathe the Easter story
But not on my watch anymore as you ignored me at the door
Where is my Mum and where is my Dad
How do you square all that?
DAMO
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