Yeah, you heard they got gold, you heard they got diamonds, too
You heard they got enough oil to fuel another planet or two.
Too bad that in our world of plenty, there ain't enough for them, just you
So tonight you thank god they're them, and thank god you're you.
Now the world outside their window is a world of dreaded fear
They say it's only been that way, ever since you got here
Though we know it's Christmas, don't worship the same god as you
The one that says that it's okay to get away with doin' what you do.
You throw your arms around the world
At Christmas time
And spend the rest of the year
Squeezin' out its life
And the one thing that comforts you at night
When it's the season of givin' and you don't know what to do
Is you can just pray for the other ones,
And thank god it's them, instead of you.
.
Do they know it's Christmas?
Do they know it's Christmas,
Again?
We're gonna make them know it's Christmas
We're gonna make them know it's Christmastime,
Again.