Christmas in the UK

From the cliffs of Dover to the Isle of Man From the hills of Scotland to the streets of Birmingham Tra la la la la Happy Christmas Day Even punks and drunks and skinheads will greet a bloke this way The anarchist may stomp his feet The atheist may not believe That doesn't change the way I see Or what this Christmas means to me Tra la la la la Happy Christmas Day Gather 'round the table, interlock your arms Pull yourself a cracker, find a made-in-China charm So now we dig in, the feast is fit for kings Our foil crowns shine as bright as diamond rings The frosted streets all converge here I hear the voices loud and clear The kids are bringing Christmas cheer The King is born no need to fear Tra la la la la Happy Christmas Day I see the shepherds, Grahm made the sheep Here come the wisemen, all three are draped in sheets Down at the school for the Christmas pantomime The kids are nervous, they're really doing fine The frosted streets all converge here I hear the voices loud and clear The kids are bringing Christmas cheer The King is born no need to fear Tra la la la la Happy Christmas Day