Its Cliched To Be Cynical At Christmas

Now how did I guess you were going to express Your disdain at the crane with the bright fairy lights And you’d moan at the snow ’cos your car wouldn’t go Oh it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas. And you don’t have a tree and your smile has a fee All the same here’s a card for your boring façade Jingle Bells, piney smells, all the boys and the girls Say it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas. Oh it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas. See how we yawn at your bile and your scorn It’s a beautiful day Peace on Earth has been played Make a noise with your toys and ignore the killjoys ’Cos it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas. Oh it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas. I saw three ships come sailing in Come sailing in, come sailing in, I saw three ships come sailing in On Christmas Day in the morning.