When I was a small boy
Here in London town
Season snow was falling on the ground
All the friends and family
Here on Christmas Eve
Gathered round to dress the Christmas tree
Daddy’s down at the pub
Full of Christmas cheer
Probably won’t come home until next year
The Christmas bells are ringing
And the carolers are singing
My daddy he don’t hear them
He’s yelling at the Christmas tree
Santa’s balls are jingling
Mommy’s hips are wiggling
My daddy don’t hear ‘em
He’s yellin’, he’s yellin’ at the Christmas tree
Uncle is a spokesman
Granny likes a joke
But no one loves when daddy stumbles home
But he don’t fall asleep
Oh the night was getting black
You see, oh god, Dad had too much jack
Oh Lord . . .
Every year it’s the same old thing
Like Rudolph’s red nose
Telling the story will never get old
The Christmas bells are ringing
And the carolers are singing
My daddy, he don’t hear them
He’s yelling at the Christmas tree
Santa’s balls are jingling
Mommy’s hips are wiggling
But daddy, he don’t hear ‘em
He’s yellin’, he’s yellin’ at the Christmas tree
Alright now, yeah
Mm mm mm
Santa came down the chimney
Then he ran upstairs
Jumped in bed with mommy, she didn’t care
Across the room with the fruitcake
Oh the wreath came off the door
If these are holidays
I can’t take no more!
Every year it’s the same old thing
Like Rudolph’s red nose
Telling the story never will get old
The Christmas bells are ringing
And the carolers are singing
My daddy he don’t hear them
He’s yelling at the Christmas tree
Santa’s balls are jingling
Mommy’s hips are wiggling
My daddy don’t hear ‘em
He’s yellin’ at the Christmas tree
Santa’s balls are jingling
Mommy’s hips are wiggling
My daddy don’t hear ‘em
He’s yellin’, he’s yellin’ at the Christmas tree
Alright now yeah
Mm mm mm
Yellin’ at the Christmas tree
He’s yellin’ at the Christmas tree
He’s yellin’ at the Christmas tree
He’s sleeping in the Christmas tree.
