The Christmas lights flicker in the sky
Credit card bills now get very high
All across the land, shops open early morn
This comes to pass when a child is born
Children wish for toys with high fees
People pushing and feeling ill at ease
Christmas shoppers crumble, tossed and torn
This comes to pass when a child is born
Sneezes and coughs and people push around
You’ve got the feel you’re slipping on icey ground
The crowds about, make people feel forlorn
This comes to pass when a child is born
And all of this happens because the world is waiting
Waiting for Christmas
Black, white, yellow, no-one knows
But a child that will grow up and turn tears to laughter
And to celebrate everyone will spend loads in a consumer rush
And town centres will be full of misery and suffering
Christmas day still seems far from now
But in the shops it comes early somehow
All across the land, shopping continuously makes us yawn
This comes to pass when a child is born