[Shizara]

I must get down the Christmas decs stored up in the loft,
But "ohhhh me achin' back"; I swear I'm getting soft.
The cards need some attention; I'd rather drink me Christmas cheer
Am starting rather early; need to be ready for this New Year.

Get in the stocks of Aspirin; hangovers will abound;
I could ask that bloke called Santa; when he calls on his Christmas round.
I'll try to stay awake until the reindeer land on the hoof;
Would the Council charge our Santa when the reindeer park on the roof?

When I was a little nipper they sent me off to bed
But all I wanted to do was watch out for the man in red.
They said he wouldn't come; unless being good I was really fond
Though somewhere I think, along the line, I suspect I was really conned.