Christmas song

Once in Royal David's City

Stood a lonely cattle shed

Where a mother held her baby.

You'd do well to remember

the things he later said.

When you're stuffing yourselves

at the Christmas parties

You'll just laugh

when I tell you to take a running jump.

You're missing the point

I'm sure does not need making

That Christmas spirit

is not what you drink.

So how can you laugh

when your own mother's hungry?

And how can you smile

when the reasons for smiling are wrong?

And if I just messed up your thoughtless pleasures

Remember, if you wish

this is just a Christmas song.

(Hey! Santa! Pass us that bottle, will you?)