Bells are ringing to the call
Old pagan's knocking on the door
My nostril finger will succeed
Christmas morning, Christmas night
Christmas tree and Christmas lights
Merry Christmas, world, do
Spill my brandy on the floor
Light the pudding, beat the drum
Down the chimney something
Christmas Eve and Boxing Day,
Christmas carol, Christmas rave
Reverend Alice Evans said to me
It's a lovely story, don't you see,
Party seven in a mouthless tub
Says in the August someone
robbed the Christmas Club
Gravy, skin and fucking peas
For those in peril are cities
Red faces tiptoe, landing creaks
A myth dispelled by electricity
Pillowcase and woolly sock
Empty, lost and all but forgot
Christmas held a Christmas bell
Christmas Climb and Christmas