Are you wearing a Christmas sweater?
Well, this
season just keeps on getting better
It’s not
that I like novelty knitwear
But I can
ogle your chest and you won’t care
Are you wearing a Christmas sweater?
Well, this
season just keeps on getting better
It’s not
that I like novelty knitwear
But I can
ogle your chest and you won’t care
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose,
And if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows,
All of the other reindeer used to laugh and call him names,
They never let poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games.
(Now I don’t want you to think it was because he was a freak
The simple
truth is Rudolph was a really anti social little bastard)
Father Christmas, Father Christmas,
Left his bag, Left his bag;
Up beside the chimney,
Up beside the chimney;
What a drag, what a drag.
Celebrate Christmas
With
Christ, in his house
With
his love in your heart
You
can’t celebrate him
In
a pub, or in gluttony and avarice
At
the shopping mall
When first you hear
A seasonal
refrain
You know
its time
To climb
the ladder again
Up to the
attic
Amongst the
dust
To find the
box
That is a
must.
Where your
heart will lift
At its very
sight
And when in
hand
You’ll grip
it tight
Such is its
precious nature
A box of
magic
Of which
its loss
Would be so
tragic
For so
special are
The boxes contents
Because
this box
Contains
the ornaments
That will
grace the tree
And each
trinket and angel
Every bell
and bauble
Has a
special tale to tell
For every
ornament
That hangs
upon the tree
Holds its
own
Christmas
memory
Oh, how our hearts melted
When you
were born
A gift to
us from God
Given on
Christmas morn
So, what should we name you?
On such an
auspicious day
It must be
a fitting name
And chosen
in a respectful way
We couldn’t
name you Jesus
That just
wouldn’t fit
You
couldn’t go thru life
Named Jesus
Schmitt
And anyway,
you’re a girl
So, we
named you Kit