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

I was crossing the snow fields
In front of the Capital building
It was Christmas, and I was alone
Strange city
Strangers for friends
And I was broke

As the carillon sang its song
I dreamt of success
I would be the best
I would make my folks proud
I would be happy

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