Santa Claus on every corner, as he braves the winter night
Bell’s a-ringing in his left hand, and a bottle in his right
Look around you, it’s Christmas time
Christmas trees made out of plastic, standing bare in every door
We will deck the halls with holly, if we make it off the floor
Look around you, it’s Christmas time
Father’s celebrating Christmas, with a bottle full of rum
While his children wait for presents, that they know will never come
Look around you, it’s Christmas time
One-armed beggar selling pencils, but we cannot spare a dime
Save it for the parking meter, or we’ll have to pay a fine
Look around you, it’s Christmas time
All the churches filled with nothing, but the quiet of the night
Doesn’t anyone remember, why we celebrate tonight?
Look around you, it’s Christmas time
It’s Christmas time
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