Singing loud and disturbing, they look so proud
Is it all they have learned? Singing "Joy to the world"
I will not be part of your crowd
My nephew Fred, poor man has been mislead
Such a fool that believes I will join Christmas eve
But I would rather be dead
I remember a time
When we used to sit silent inside
You and I, on this very night before you died
How a delight it was
Where I go, every row
See the glory of our Christmas time
There is no meaning of joy
It's a magic London night
All my glory is gold
That's enough to keep one satisfied
I'm a story of old
And tonight won't be my last, you'll see
Long time ago I was young, living on the row
I would dance, I would drink, singing songs and I think
I got kissed under one mistletoe
But now it's gone and I know I was so wrong
Putting joy before my own success
Now see what I've become
I still remember a time
When we used to sit silent inside
You and I, Jacob Marley on this very night you died
Now seven years ago
Where I go, every row
See the glory of our Christmas time
There is no meaning of joy
It's a magic London night
All my glory is gold
That's enough to keep one satisfied
I'm a story of old
And tonight won't be my last, you'll see
Hear the bells of Christmas celebration out in the night
Here we stand with open arms to celebrate the light
One man can not understand the joy of Christmas day
Now we take heed and stay away from him
Where he'll go, every row
See the glory of our Christmas time
Where he'll go, every row
It's a magic London night
Where I go, every row
See the glory of our Christmas time
There is no meaning of joy
It's a magic London night
All my glory is gold
That's enough to keep one satisfied
I'm a story of old
And tonight won't be my last
Where he'll go, every row
I see the humbug of their Christmas time
There is so much meaning of joy
It's a tragic London night
All his glory is gold
Not enough to keep me satisfied
He's a story of old
And tonight he'll meet his destiny