It's been building up
Now we're coming up
To the time of year when greed is good
Snow and icicles
The price triples
But you wouldn't change it if you could
The tills ring out like jingle bells
The kitchen's filled with murderous smells
No-one's going to end up hungry here
We'll snooze under the Xmas tree
While boring films play on T.V.
Forget about reality - cheers!
It's Xmas, Xmas, Xmas bloody Xmas
It's all you ever hear
Xmas, Xmas, Xmas bloody Xmas
Until it almost sounds sincere
Carol singers croon
Sentimental tunes
Suddenly your problems disappear
Am I losing touch
Or did I drink too much
Or is a real solution nowhere near?
This great big party never stops
Hang tinsel round your cardboard box
Last year's leftovers are back in the shops
And landfills spew out plastic bags
From lorryloads of booze and fags
God, don't you hate this time of year?
It's Xmas, Xmas, Xmas bloody Xmas
It's all you ever hear
Xmas, Xmas, Xmas bloody Xmas
Until it almost sounds sincere
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Under studio lights the Santas fry
In shows recorded last July
And tanned professionals read their lines
To moth-eaten reindeer
Play victim in fake-snowball fights
Where no-one's injured, no-one dies
No-one has to sleep outside
Freezing and in fear
Singing, "Goodwill to all mankind!"
We'll put things right some other time
Meanwhile - that special day is here
So happy Xmas, happy bloody Xmas
It almost sounds sincere
Happy Xmas, happy bloody Xmas
It almost sounds sincere
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
