[Intro]
Broken fairy lights and empty stockings
Council flat dreams, we keep on knocking
Grandma's carol book, pages torn and faded
Stories of survival, memories never jaded
[Verse 1]
Hand-me-down Christmas, nothing brand new
Mum working doubles just to pull us through
Radio's crackling carols through static waves
While other kids got everything they craved
Estate's got its own kind of festive glow
Frost on windows, heating running low
But we made magic from the shit we had
Making angels in concrete ain't so bad
[Chorus]
Council Estate Carol, singing through the pain
Tinsel kingdom falling like December rain
We ain't got much but we got pride
Christmas spirit's what we make inside
Yeah, we got pride, yeah we survive
Making something beautiful just to stay alive
[Verse 2]
Grandma's wisdom wrapped in worn-out pages
"Beauty ain't in gifts," that's what she says
Food bank turkey but we dress it fancy
Living room disco, mood gets chancy
Other kids flexing their new Nike kicks
While I'm rocking second-hand shit
But Mum's smile when she hands me anything
Worth more than all their diamond rings
[Bridge]
Estate lights flicker like dying stars
Distant bells ringing from somewhere far
We're all broken angels with crooked wings
But f*ck it all, watch how we still sing
[Chorus]
Council Estate Carol, singing through the pain
Tinsel kingdom falling like December rain
We ain't got much but we got pride
Christmas spirit's what we make inside
Yeah, we got pride, yeah we survive
Making something beautiful just to stay alive
[Outro]
So let them judge our broken tinsel crown
Council Estate Carol, we won't back down
'Cause real magic lives in empty pockets
When love's all you got, can't nobody stop it