There's twinkle lights
And colored balls
And holly bells
To deck the halls
But the turkey's burnt
All those arguments
Oh, it's Christmas

With neighbors Bob
And Betty here
The folks you see
But once a year
Eatin' all my food
Drinkin' all my beer
Yeah, it's Christmas

The red-suited, bearded, fat man is on his way
But all I get is socks and bills to pay
'Cause we're celebratin' Christmas

And paper hats
And in a heap
And cracker kings
Are sound asleep
And the TV's on
But it all repeats
Yeah, it's Christmas

The red, cheap, jolly, fat guy's on his sleigh
Oh, we're in debt, but there's a year to pay
'Til we're celebratin' Christmas

A hush falls on
The neighborhood
Kinda like
We knew it would
All is calm
All is good
Yeah, it's Christmas

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Daniel Mould, Kelvin Andrews, Richard Scott, Robert Williams