Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song White Wine In The Sun, artist - Tim Minchin. Album song Ready For This ?, in the genre
Date of issue: 19.07.2009
Record label: Laughing Stock
Song language: English
White Wine In The Sun |
I really like Christmas |
It’s sentimental, I know |
But I just really like it |
I am hardly religious |
I’d rather break bread with Dawkins |
Than Desmond Tutu, to be honest |
And yes, I have all of the usual objections |
To consumerism |
To 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 |
I’m looking forward to Christmas |
Though I’m not expecting |
A visit from Jesus |
I’ll be seeing my dad |
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum |
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun |
I’ll be seeing my dad |
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum |
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun |
I don’t go in for ancient wisdom |
I don’t believe just 'cause ideas are tenacious |
It means they’re worthy |
I get freaked out by churches |
Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords |
But the lyrics are dodgy |
And yes, I have all of the usual objections |
To the miseducation |
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 |
I’m not expecting big presents |
The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolates |
Is just fine by me |
Cause I’ll be seeing my dad |
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum |
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun |
I’ll be seeing my dad |
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum |
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun |
And you, my baby girl |
My jetlagged infant daughter |
You’ll be handed round the room |
Like a puppy at a primary school |
And you won’t understand |
But you will learn someday |
That wherever you are and whatever you face |
These are the people who’ll make you feel safe |
In this world |
My sweet blue-eyed girl |
And if my baby girl |
When you’re twenty-one or thirty-one |
And Christmas comes around |
And you find yourself nine thousand miles from home |
You’ll 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 |
We’ll be waiting for you in the sun |
Drinking white wine in the sun |
Darling, when Christmas comes |
We’ll 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 |
It’s sentimental, I know |