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The Ghost Of Christmas
04:23
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I wake and hear the sound
Of cold winds and frozen ground
Life crawls into your mind
A memory of years behind
Dark days, long nights
I simply don't feel right
Winter is on its way
And I come to life on Christmas Day
Trudge through the heart of town
With shops closed and shutters down
Christmas lights hung on high
Won't draw my reclusive eye
Head sore, legs tired
I simply run and hide
Winter is on its way
And I come to life on Christmas Day
Hey, what did you say?
Life has a way of exploiting your flaws?
And oh, Christmastime knows
What hides behind 24 little doors
Where did my ardour go
As I sit and wait for snow
Broad strokes upon the sky
A hopeless shadow am I
So far so near
I simply disappear
Winter is on its way
And I come to life on Christmas Day
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Late December it's a rich man's game
With those seats empty it's a crying shame
Maybe one day when you know my name
We will move to the country and start it all again
Will there still be Christmas?
Will there still be light?
Will there still be Christmas in your house tonight?
Without the people you were waiting for
Without the feeling of goodwill forever more
Leave your foreboding at the door
With a ghost and a memory of the life we had before
Will there still be Christmas?
Will there still be light?
Will there still be Christmas in your house tonight?
When the magic's come and gone
And the night's still fall
I will need you by my side
Cos nothing's changed at all
What about in 1000 years from now
When we've slaughtered every other sacred cow
Look around you at what can be found
In the dust of the wreckage of the things that we allowed
Will there still be Christmas?
Will there still be light?
Will there still be Christmas in your house tonight?
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3. |
What Christmas Is For
05:40
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In the dark of winter
When lights spell out the way
Here inside my winter coat
I dread that awful day
So please don't come a calling me
I'm not the one you need
I'll be an isolated fool
The world is changing
We can do all the things that we always do
We can hide far away and ignore
We can live out our lives in the darkest place
Oh that's what Christmas is for
Down amongst the narrow lanes
I thought I saw your face
But I won't give myself to hope
These things I can't embrace
So please don't come too close and keep
All of your goodwill, me
I'll be the spectre, all I know
The world is changing
We can do all the things that we always do
We can hide far away behind the door
We can keep away all of the memories
Oh that's what Christmas is for
Please forgive me, I am not what I could be
Please release me, I'm locked inside this grief
Please deceive me, tell me there is some reprieve
Please receive me, I'm ready for this
Open up the old window
One night is all it took
Grab your coat I'm coming home
What day I can barely look
So please bring me a Christmas tree
Hang up the lights and see
Everything I could want to be
My life is changing
We can do all the things that we always do
We can hang this old wreath on the door
We can live out of lives in the warmest place
Oh that's what Christmas is for
We can do all the things that we always do
We can eat til we can't anymore
We can sing all the songs that we hold so dear
Oh that's what Christmas is for
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I get a little tired of the way that I see this place
There is a different world, I can see it written on your face
And I do the best I can or that's what I tell myself
You're a little lamb, you're a work of art, you're a perfect start
Cos when the season's been and gone
And all the celebrating's done
I'll wash my hands and walk away
I love you more than Christmas Day
When every tree is dead and gone
And songs of hope have all been sung
I'll not be scared of what they say
I love you more than Christmas Day
Wake in the night again, won't you help me to get out the rough
Kiss me when you say goodnight, I'm just hoping that it's all enough
You can call it what you like but the answer isn't clear
What a special night, all the trees alight at this time of year
Cos when the season's been and gone
And all the celebrating's done
I'll wash my hands and walk away
I love you more than Christmas Day
When every tree is dead and gone
And songs of hope have all been sung
I'll not be scared of what they say
I love you more than Christmas Day
It's a funny way to say that you're finding your own way
Please be here on Christmas Day
(Repeat chorus until tired)
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5. |
Christmas Sandwich
07:42
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A slice or two of turkey, some honey roasted ham
A Brussels sprout, a parsnip, some mayonnaise and jam
A mince pie and a stollen, a pig in blanket too
Some cranberry sauce, a Christmas pudding, five slices should do
My Christmas sandwich
My Christmas sandwich
My Christmas sandwich
I'm gonna eat you
Another slice of turkey, some last year's Christmas cake
A splash of finest brandy, a camembert just baked
Some chestnuts roasted on the fire, a slice of chocolate log
A nut roast and/or sausage rolls, a satsuma on top
My Christmas sandwich
My Christmas sandwich
My Christmas sandwich
I'm gonna eat you
My Christmas sandwich I've been waiting all the year for you
I made it through the spring and summer, all through autumn too
A year of eating boring sandwiches has been my fate
But now I sit constructing you upon my Christmas plate
A final slice of turkey, a little gravy please
Some golden roast potatoes, some cauliflower cheese
Some lettuce to be healthy, a stuffing ball or six
A wedge of really sweaty brie, a bag of bacon crisps
My Christmas sandwich
My Christmas sandwich
My Christmas sandwich
I'm gonna eat you
(Repeat forever)
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