歌词
What is Christmas?
Tinsel, fairy tales
Day old stockings
Lined up in a row
What is Christmas?
Could someone tell me that?
What is Christmas?
Surely I don't know
And everywhere there's lights
Who needs to call a night?
Could this whole thing be planned?
I do not understand
This Christmas
Trees with covered lights
Underneath they
Still are only trees
Do you think that
One day perhaps they might
Find that Christmas
Is kind of a disease?
Every year it's
Waiting for me, waiting for me
Every year it
Constantly defies
Placing strangers
There before me, there before me
Spreading hope and
Cheer mixed in with happiness
Eternal bliss
Another Christmas delight
And there's one more thing
That I have discovered
That I would now like you to know
The reason for Christmas
I now realize
Is an excuse to tolerate snow
Snow
I don't even like the sound of it
Anyway, where was I?
Oh yes
What is Christmas?
Candles everywhere
A fire hazard
Any other day
Children light them
No one seems to care
All for Christmas
Every year it returns here
And every year it's waiting for me
Why can't Christmas disappear
And just pretend it never saw me?
Every year I build my hopes up
That it will somehow just leave
But every year I wake to find that
Once again it now is Christmas
