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A star to follow in the night sky
We on our way to Bethlehem
Been called up for the census
My pregnant wife and three wise men
Our son is the Christmas king
But Mary didn't do the thing
Our son is Christmas king
Mary didn't do the thing
Ever since we left the city you
You got a reputation for yourself now
Everybody knows and I feel left out
Girl you got me down you got me stressed out
Cause every since we left that city you
You started wearing less and going out more
Talking about some God I never seen before
You said I'm your first, well I've heard that before
A star to follow in the night time
We on our way to Bethlehem
Called up for the census
My pregnant wife and three wise men
Our son is the Christmas king
Mary didn't do the thing
Our son is Christmas king
Mary didn't do the thing
And we got dreams this christmas, we ain't playing around
Get an Advent calendar, count it down
Heading to church the first time in like a year
Drink a little Hennesey and get the christmas cheer
Sitting at the back and I'm wondering what it's worth
Thinking on the truth around Mary's virgin birth
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Naivety
04:14
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Annually lost
Encouraging the cost
We want this to be a special time
Scouring the sales
Going to hell
The economy ain't gonna fix itself
How come you never see Merry Christmas these days?
Mince pies and faded smiles
All of our children getting the things they want
Products to make us warm
Doing all the stores
Fund all your wars
Whatever it takes to keep the tree lights on
Chickens on my mind
Long white lines
This is our Christmas time
How come you never see Merry Christmas these days?
Board games or wasted time
We are still children who don't know wrong from right
Airstrikes to make us feel warm
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Nativity
05:42
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Walking for miles
No end in sight
The cold air bites our skin in the night
From hostile lands
Through hostile water
With no end to this pain in our sights
Once we were there
You and I were once strangers
Lost from ourselves
Yet to learn or discover
We go away
Driven from our lands
By colonial force and repression
Guided by stars
And human kindness
Seeking refuge from the storms all around us
But there's no room at this inn
So go back where you came from
A swarm of rats
Such paranoia
Do we not understand that it's Christmas?
Why do we sing
Sing at all
Sing this Christmas?
That which you do
To the least of my children
Why do we sing
Sing at all
Sing this Christmas?
Walls
Border guards
Endless war
Any horror
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Unwanted slippers
04:20
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A merry christmas
A merry christmas
For one and all
A merry christmas
Brimstone missiles
For one and all
A merry christmas
Socialism
For one and all
A merry christmas
Mistletoe kisses
For one and all
A merry christmas
Unwanted slippers
For one and all
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Mistletoe kisses (coda)
04:30
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Fucking complete shit
03:25
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Black Everyday
11:52
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The lights on the tree shine
The lights in the sky
Fake gift-wrapped emotions
And I can hear them
And I can taste their anticipation
Remote controlled reindeer
Drone lights in the sky
And death now becomes us
There's no wondering why
So counting up all the nice presents we get
It's all here because we exploit someone else
Indulge yourselves
Because then it's back to work again
Pay off our plastic
Begrudging the cost
There's no point protesting
We've already lost
So gift-wrap your anger
And drink till you're dim
Eat till you're bloated
And then join a gym
Indulge yourselves
Because then it's back to work again
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1956
05:17
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Merry Christmas everyone. Look after each other.
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