Well merry Christmas time, to every child and Jesus Christ,
What an incredible sacrifice, we all have made,
But I'm afraid to say,
It's Christmas time I'm feeling insecure,
And I know what for,
Cause this Christmas time I'm locking up my door,
I don't wanna talk,
Seems it's the season to throw all your reason,
Out with the cash that you save and you stash in your drawers,
Far across the ocean lives Santa Claus
As he dreams up a scheme just to rip you off even more,
Oh what do we still do this for,
Christmas is coming,
Oh we all know the score,
Christmas is coming,
Lottie don't open the door,
Cause I don't know what religion is for,
But I'm sure it's not for buying in stores,
Christmas is coming,
Oh we all know the score,
Spare me the tinsel trees and roller skates on ice,
Or tell me the price,
Surely there's another way for Mr Buble
To earn enough money so he doesn't have to act so polite,
Oh can't we just call this a night,
Christmas is coming,
Oh we all know the score,
Christmas is coming,
Lottie don't open the door,
Cause I don't know what religion is for,
But I'm sure it's not for buying in stores,
Christmas is coming,
Oh we all know the score,
And while I'm sure Santa calls while the worlds asleep,
I can still hear the west dropping bombs off peace,
Oh for you and me,
Christmas is Coming
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