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Christmas is not all it's cracked up to be Families fighting around a plastic tree Nothing on the TV that you'd want to see And it's hardly ever snowing The way it's meant to be Like in White Christmas year after year Bing Crosby, Bring Crosby Are you listening to me? It doesn't often snow at Christmas The way it's meant to do But I'll still have a glow at Christmas Because I'll be with you The Christmas message was long ago lost Now it's all about shopping and how much things cost It's meant to be goodwill as well as synthetic fun And what this is this year's festive number one It doesn't often snow at Christmas The way it's meant to do But I'll still have a glow at Christmas Because I'll be with you Neil: Merry Christmas Chris: And a happy new year |
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| 2. |
| 3:43 |
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Oh, my girl
My girl My girl's mad at me I didn't wanna see the film tonight I found it hard to say She thought I'd had enough of her Oh, my girl My girl's mad at me Been on the telephone for an hour We hardly said a word I tried and tried but I could not be heard Why can't she see She's lovely to me? But I like to stay in And watch TV on my own Every now and then My girl's mad at me Been on the telephone for an hour We hardly said a word I tried and tried but I could not be heard Why can't I explain? Why do I feel this pain? 'cause everything I say She doesn't understand She doesn't realise She takes it all the wrong way My girl's mad at me We argued just the other night I thought wed got it straight We talked and talked until it was light I thought we'd agreed I thought we'd talked it out Now when I try to speak She says that I don't care She says I'm unaware And now she says Im weak Why can't she see She's lovely to me? But I like to stay in And watch TV on my own Every now and then Oh, my girl My girl Oh, my girl My girl Oh, my girl She's always is mad at me Why can't she see She's lovely to me? But I like to stay in And watch TV on my own Every now and then She's always is mad at me She's always is mad at me Oh, my girl My girl |
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| 3. |
| 3:50 |
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(oh-way-oh, oh-way-oh
Oh-way-oh, oh-way-oh Oh-way-oh, oh-way-oh Oh-way-oh, oh-way-oh) It's something That look in your eyes tonight Like magic It's changing everything in sight I hear it all around me every day In the music that you play [Repeat: x2] This is the sound Of all boys and girls You hear it Playing all over the world The night sky Like velvet masks our eyes tonight And falling Reveals the sunrise Ending night We feel it All around us Every day In the music that we play [Repeat: x3] This is the sound Of all boys and girls You hear it Playing all over the world (all over the world) Ey-ey-ey-ey [x4] Ay-oh-ay-oh It's sincere at its objective Superficial and true Easy and predictable Exciting and new Just say 'I want you' [Repeat: x2] This is the sound Of all boys and girls You hear it Playing all over the world |
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| 5:34 |
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Watch them all fall down
Watch them all fall down I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing "Now the old king is dead, long live the king" One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me Now I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin' Roman cavalry choirs are singin' Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know St. Peter won't call my name Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world It was a wicked and wild wind Blew the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh, who would ever want to be king? I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin' Roman cavalry choirs are singin' Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know St. Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world Watch them all fall down Watch them all fall down Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... |
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| 5:50 |
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Oh, my girl
My girl My girl's mad at me I didn't wanna see the film tonight I found it hard to say She thought I'd had enough of her Oh, my girl My girl's mad at me Been on the telephone for an hour We hardly said a word I tried and tried but I could not be heard Why can't she see She's lovely to me? But I like to stay in And watch TV on my own Every now and then My girl's mad at me Been on the telephone for an hour We hardly said a word I tried and tried but I could not be heard Why can't I explain? Why do I feel this pain? 'cause everything I say She doesn't understand She doesn't realise She takes it all the wrong way My girl's mad at me We argued just the other night I thought wed got it straight We talked and talked until it was light I thought we'd agreed I thought we'd talked it out Now when I try to speak She says that I don't care She says I'm unaware And now she says Im weak Why can't she see She's lovely to me? But I like to stay in And watch TV on my own Every now and then Oh, my girl My girl Oh, my girl My girl Oh, my girl She's always is mad at me Why can't she see She's lovely to me? But I like to stay in And watch TV on my own Every now and then She's always is mad at me She's always is mad at me Oh, my girl My girl |
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