Christmas is the time of year, when everybody likes to cheer.
Where there’s lots of mail, from plane or sail.
Traffic jams as far as the eye can see, if we get out of this it would actually please me.
Listening to music in my head, while sipping cola in my bed.
Everybody likes Christmas, even Mr. Smith does.
Ash falling down the chimney, Santa’s going to come down all dingy.
The Christmas eve dinner is finally here, then Christmas is so near
Now time for the Christmas cheer.
Hip Hip Hooray