The Christmas Singles Songtext
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Phil Collins

It′s Christmas time but happiness
is still so far away
Many awful things go on
in this old world today
But we can change it
for the good
if everyone stands tough
Let's put an end to suffering
it′s time we said enough (enough)

No more Christmas singles
They're worse than any war
if we hear Aled Jones again
we'll throw up on the floor
I′ll warn you were not bluffing
Cliff Richards will get stuffing
No more Christmas singles anymore

Bing Crosby

Bar bah bah I′m dream-DRINK UP


Paul McCartney

The same old records get revived
when Santa comes to call (ooh!)

Julian Clary

If Christmas were abolished
Roy Wood wouldn't work at all

Elvis

And even when the singer′s croaked
his songs play anyway thank you, mama!)

If Jesus Christ were here right now
I'm sure that he would say:

No more Christmas singles
They make us so forlorn
Why do they bring junk out
on the day that he was born?
They should be made unlawful
They are absolutely awful!
So, no more Christmas singles anymore

George Michael

Last Christmas – oow!


George H. Bush

Take all the Christmas singles

Mikhail Gorbachev

Take every record back

Margert Thatcher

Load them on to an aeroplane
And drop them on Iraq!

Slade

So here it is – ooh!

No more Christmas singles
For the peace, goodwill and luck
We′re stating categorically
They're clichéd and they suck
We′re not dancing to jive bunny
and the barren knights arent funney
Please, no more Christmas singles anymore

No more Christmas singles
They're like a bad disease
Why don't we just put an end
to Yoko′s royalties?
Perhaps we ought to mention
there is one last exemption
No more Christmas singles -

Santa Claus

After this!

No more Christmas singles
And nor more la la la!
La la la la la la la, ...