I really like Christmas Its sentimental, I know, but I just really like it I am hardly religious Id rather break bread with Dawkins than Desmond Tutu, to be honest And yes, I have all of the usual objections To consumerism, the commercialisation of an ancient religion To the westernisation of a dead Palestinian Press-ganged into selling Playstations and beer But I still really like it Im looking forward to Christmas Though Im not expecting a visit from Jesus Ill be seeing my dad My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum Theyll be drinking white wine in the sun Ill be seeing my dad My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum Theyll be drinking white wine in the sun I dont go in for ancient wisdom I dont believe just cos ideas are tenacious it means theyre worthy I get freaked out by churches Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords but the lyrics are spooky And yes I have all of the usual objections To the mis-education of children who, in tax-exempt institutions, Are taught to externalise blame And to feel ashamed and to judge things as plain right and wrong But I quite like the songs Im not expecting big presents The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolates is just fine by me Cos Ill be seeing my dad My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum Theyll be drinking white wine in the sun Ill be seeing my dad My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum Theyll be drinking white wine in the sun And you, my baby girl My jetlagged infant daughter Youll be handed round the room Like a puppy at a primary school And you wont understand But you will learn someday That wherever you are and whatever you face These are the people wholl make you feel safe in this world My sweet blue-eyed girl And if my baby girl When youre twenty-one or thirty-one And Christmas comes around And you find yourself nine thousand miles from home Youll know what ever comes Your brothers and sisters and me and your Mum Will be waiting for you in the sun Whenever you come Your brothers and sisters, your aunts and your uncles Your grandparents, cousins and me and your mum Well be waiting for you in the sun Drinking white wine in the sun Darling, when Christmas comes Well be waiting for you in the sun Drinking white wine in the sun Waiting for you in the sun Waiting for you... Waiting... I really like Christmas Its sentimental, I know...
Posted on: Mon, 08 Dec 2014 17:00:45 +0000
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