[00:00.460]I really like Christmas
[00:08.963]It's sentimental, I know
[00:12.955]But I just really like it
[00:18.912]I am hardly religious
[00:25.417]I'd rather break bread with Dawkins
[00:27.413]Than Desmond Tutu, to be honest
[00:33.408]And yes, I have all of the usual objections
[00:38.356]To consumerism
[00:40.105]To the commercialisation of an ancient religion
[00:43.594]To the westernisation of a dead Palestinian
[00:47.844]Press-ganged into selling PlayStations and beer
[00:54.601]But I still really like it
[01:00.360]I'm looking forward to Christmas
[01:07.358]Though I'm not expecting
[01:11.849]A visit from Jesus
[01:15.455]I'll be seeing my dad
[01:20.961]My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
[01:26.468]They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
[01:31.709]I'll be seeing my dad
[01:35.206]My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
[01:40.714]They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
[01:47.951]I don't go in for ancient wisdom
[01:55.206]I don't believe just 'cause ideas are tenacious
[01:59.452]It means they're worthy
[02:03.962]I get freaked out by churches
[02:11.198]Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords
[02:15.959]But the lyrics are dodgy
[02:20.211]And yes, I have all of the usual objections
[02:24.453]To the miseducation
[02:26.660]Of children who, in tax-exempt institutions
[02:30.647]Are taught to externalise blame
[02:34.399]And to feel ashamed
[02:36.399]And to judge things as plain right and wrong
[02:42.398]But I quite like the songs
[02:47.909]I'm not expecting big presents
[02:55.402]The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolates
[02:59.152]Is just fine by me
[03:03.411]Cause I'll be seeing my dad
[03:09.160]My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
[03:14.649]They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
[03:19.654]I'll be seeing my dad
[03:23.161]My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
[03:28.903]They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
[03:35.896]And you, my baby girl
[03:40.401]My jetlagged infant daughter
[03:44.162]You'll be handed round the room
[03:48.157]Like a puppy at a primary school
[03:52.894]And you won't understand
[03:57.153]But you will learn someday
[04:00.893]That wherever you are and whatever you face
[04:05.651]These are the people who'll make you feel safe
[04:09.656]In this world
[04:12.908]My sweet blue-eyed girl
[04:18.653]And if my baby girl
[04:22.668]When you're twenty-one or thirty-one
[04:26.900]And Christmas comes around
[04:30.896]And you find yourself nine thousand miles from home
[04:35.911]You'll know what ever comes
[04:44.400]Your brothers and sisters and me and your mum
[04:50.653]Will be waiting for you in the sun
[04:56.144]Whenever you come
[05:01.409]Your brothers and sisters, your aunts and your uncles
[05:05.898]Your grandparents, cousins and me and your mum
[05:11.144]We'll be waiting for you in the sun
[05:16.148]Drinking white wine in the sun
[05:20.652]Darling, when Christmas comes
[05:24.903]We'll be waiting for you in the sun
[05:29.651]Drinking white wine in the sun
[05:34.155]Waiting for you in the sun
[05:39.147]Waiting
[05:48.145]I really like Christmas
[05:55.407]It's sentimental, I know

I really like Christmas
It's sentimental, I know
But I just really like it
I am hardly religious
I'd rather break bread with Dawkins
Than Desmond Tutu, to be honest
And yes, I have all of the usual objections
To consumerism
To the commercialisation of an ancient religion
To the westernisation of a dead Palestinian
Press-ganged into selling PlayStations and beer
But I still really like it
I'm looking forward to Christmas
Though I'm not expecting
A visit from Jesus
I'll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
I'll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
I don't go in for ancient wisdom
I don't believe just 'cause ideas are tenacious
It means they're worthy
I get freaked out by churches
Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords
But the lyrics are dodgy
And yes, I have all of the usual objections
To the miseducation
Of children who, in tax-exempt institutions
Are taught to externalise blame
And to feel ashamed
And to judge things as plain right and wrong
But I quite like the songs
I'm not expecting big presents
The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolates
Is just fine by me
Cause I'll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
I'll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
And you, my baby girl
My jetlagged infant daughter
You'll be handed round the room
Like a puppy at a primary school
And you won't understand
But you will learn someday
That wherever you are and whatever you face
These are the people who'll make you feel safe
In this world
My sweet blue-eyed girl
And if my baby girl
When you're twenty-one or thirty-one
And Christmas comes around
And you find yourself nine thousand miles from home
You'll know what ever comes
Your brothers and sisters and me and your mum
Will be waiting for you in the sun
Whenever you come
Your brothers and sisters, your aunts and your uncles
Your grandparents, cousins and me and your mum
We'll be waiting for you in the sun
Drinking white wine in the sun
Darling, when Christmas comes
We'll be waiting for you in the sun
Drinking white wine in the sun
Waiting for you in the sun
Waiting
I really like Christmas
It's sentimental, I know