Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Doe To A Deer, artist - Los Campesinos!. Album song A Los Campesinos Christmas, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 07.12.2014
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
A Doe To A Deer |
| I came two weeks before Christ |
| Not tender nor mild |
| From the womb I came a-wailing «Silent Night» |
| But I’ll give you something to believe in |
| You’ll see three ships sailing in |
| I’m a frail evergreen |
| Be a bauble hanging off of me |
| Pine needles a-pricking at your bare feet |
| I’ll be anything you want of me |
| A carrot nosed encased in snow |
| An angel teetering atop a tree |
| Though vomiting from vertigo |
| If you’ll be mine for Christmas |
| A doe to a deer |
| I’ll be home for Christmas |
| And home will be here |
| I’m three sheets to the wind |
| But the wind is a sleet |
| And this sheet ain’t one of snow to play beneath |
| And my nose is red from the whiskey |
| I’m Boxing Day game away |
| Shirtless cherubs on the terrace |
| Singing hymns, praying the saviour scores today |
| And that he is one, but not the only |
| I’ll be anything you want of me |
| A carrot nosed encased in snow |
| An angel teetering atop a tree |
| Though vomiting from vertigo |
| If you’ll be mine for Christmas |
| A doe to a deer |
| I’ll be home for Christmas |
| And home will be here |
| If you’re looking for me, follow any star |
| 'Cause I will be around, no matter where you are |
| I’m CCTV video late night on Christmas Eve |
| Window shopping in full Santa suit, blind drunk on the High Street |
| Never got a gift, gold, frankincense or myrrh |
| And never would’ve cared if you could just have her |
| I’m Christmas morning stumbling home up the cul-de-sac |
| Flanked by kids upon new bikes, stabilising my walk back |
| I’ll be anything you want of me |
| A carrot nosed encased in snow |
| An angel teetering atop a tree |
| Though vomiting from vertigo |
| If you’ll be mine for Christmas |
| A doe to a deer |
| I’ll be home for Christmas |
| And home will be here |
| If you’ll be mine for Christmas |
| A doe to a deer |
| If you’ll be mine for Christmas |
| If you’ll be mine for Christmas |