Now how did I guess you were going to express
Your disdain at the crane with the bright fairy lights
And you?d moan at the snow ?cos your car wouldn?t go
Oh it?s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
And you don?t have a tree and your smile has a fee
All the same here?s a card for your boring façade
Jingle Bells, piney smells, all the boys and the girls
Say it?s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
Oh it?s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
See how we yawn at your bile and your scorn
It?s a beautiful day Peace on Earth has been played
Make a noise with your toys and ignore the killjoys
?Cos it?s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
Oh it?s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
I saw three ships come sailing in
Come sailing in, come sailing in,
I saw three ships come sailing in
On Christmas Day in the morning.
