| I can hear the sleigh bells coming around the bend
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| Here comes the darkest end Christmas is here
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| It’s about nights extend into the overdraft
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| To scrape out what is left at the end of the year
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| Turn back to the future off I’ve seen it before
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| Maybe every year and more it’s great but not again
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| What’s that burning! |
| what’s that burning, my mum shrieks down
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| While she’s touching up her brow for when the family arrive
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| And the red wine plummets down and we should all be in our beds
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| But it’s right wing versus left til the wings fall off out heads
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| And is this Christmas?
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| Is this Christmas?
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| Is this Christmas, my dear?
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| Is this Christmas?
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| Is this Christmas?
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| Whatever happened to that festive cheer?
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| Can you hear the sleigh bells coming around the bend
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| Here comes our darkest end
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| Christmas is here
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| And the ice burns up the hill until we all lose our feet
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| Though it never really snows it’s more like horizontal sleet
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| And is this Christmas?
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| Is this Christmas?
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| Is this Christmas, my dear?
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| Is this Christmas? |
| (oh no it’s Christmas)
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| Is this Christmas? |
| (oh no it’s Christmas)
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| Whatever happened (oh no it’s Christmas) to that festive cheer?
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| Don’t you just love Christmas (oh no it’s Christmas)
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| Everybody loves Christmas (oh no it’s Christmas)
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| Everybody loves Christmas (oh no it’s Christmas)
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| Everybody loves, everybody loves
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| Everyone it’s christmas! |