Once in royal David's city Stood a lowly cattle shed Where a mother laid her baby You'd do well to remember the things he later said When you're stopping yourselves at the Christmas parties You'll just laugh when I tell you to take a running jump You're missing the point I'm sure does not mean making That Christmas spirit is not what you drink So how can you laugh when your own mother's hungry? And how can you smile when the reasons for smiling are gone? And if I've just messed up your father's packing shoes Remember, if you wish, this is just a Christmas song
