Lyrics Merry Christmas - The Tossers

Merry Christmas

To all of the well heeled
In your fancy clubs
To all my friends and cronies in the pubs
To all of the people
And the kids down in the street
Who ain’t got nothin'
Not a poxy thing to eat
To all of you thieves and men who have waged an endless war
While you were safe behind a bolted door
To those who have fought
And to those who have died
And to every one of those
Who was on our side
Oh the hungry, thirsty, sick and cold
And strangers now to you
And as you have done
To the least of men
You have done this to me too
And may you all
Sleep warm at night
And may you all
Have all your hearts delight
And may God bring
Each one of you
Every God Damned thing
That’s always been coming to you