It's Christmas soon, I have to go away
But there's no trains back 'til after Boxing Day
I can't believe that we won't be together this year
I can't talk to you about how it feels
You can't understand my subtle reveals
We really need to start communicating next year
To help I got this song as your Christmas gift
It was the cheapest I could get, I've resorted to thrift
'Cause you cost me quite enough of my money this year
I have to look after you, I have to sort all your shit, make your meals, brush your hair
Sometimes I think I've had enough of it
To see me through to the end of next year
But that doesn't change how I feel for you
We were meant to be together, an immutable truth
From the moment that I said that I would take care of you all this year
This song is the pinnacle of cynical devices
That are present in the best Christmas tunes
Emotive chord-progression and a syncopated drone
To get these feelings across to you
Eight-part harmonies
String-section bassline, descending
Lyrics that could equally apply to anyone
All to get these feelings across to you
And I know that Gary Barlow would be proud
Of a middle-8 that sounded loud
Full of emotion and of things avowed.
And I know One Direction would recommend
Because this song has a sleigh-bell end
This song is the pinnacle of cynical devices
That are present in the best Christmas tunes
Emotive chord-progression and a syncopated drone
To get these feelings across to you
Eight-part harmonies
String-section bassline, descending
Lyrics that could equally apply to anyone
All to get these feelings across to you
All to get these feelings across to you
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