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I knew of two sisters whose it was Christmas
And one was named Dawn of course, the one was named Eve
I wonder if they grew up the season
Of the good will that lasts till the Feast of St.

For is the time to eat, drink and be merry
'Til the beer is all spilled and the is flowed
And the whole family tree you neglected to
Are feeding their faces until they

There'll be and tears over Tia Marias
Mixed up that drink made from girders
And it's all we've got left as you draw your last
And it's for the kids as you've finally got rid of them
In the St Day Murders

Uncle is a heart-breaking air
While the in his arms pulls out all that remains of his hair
And we're not drunk enough yet to dare
The great big kipper tie he's about to

His gin-flavoured whispers and of sherry
His crimble shirt flung out over the shop
While the lights from the Christmas blow up the telly
His face closes in an old cold pork chop

[Alternate
And the carcass of the beast over from the feast
May still be haunt in the kitchen
And there's life in it yet we may live to
When the ones that we stop twitchin'

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