Tekst piosenki
Christmas day, stuck in the seventies
Play all day with your Scalectrics
Oh my god, I got a tomahawk
How sweet life can be
No X-Box and no computers
We just used our imagination
A leather football was perfection
What more could you want?
Sleep through the Queens speech
Cause it means nothing to me
Zulus on, the Milk Trays out
So it must be love
The ghost of Christmas has come
The ghost of Christmas has come
Hot Wheels on the dinner table
Too much sherry with mom unstable
Shes acting like Evil Knievel
Oh yes, I am blessed
Drink some sparkling wine
Watch Morecambe and Wise
Christmas Top of the Pops
Thank God, the world has stopped
The ghost of Christmas has come
The ghost of Christmas has come
The ghost of Christmas has come
The ghost of Christmas has come
