It's Clichéd To Be Cynical At Christmas Songtext / Lyric

Now how did I guess

You were going to express

Your disdain at the crane

With the bright fairy lights

And you moan at the snow

'Cos your car wouldn't go

Oh it's cliched

To be cynical

At Christmas






You don't have a tree

And your smile has a fee

All the same, here's a card

For your boring facade

Jingle Bells, piney smells

All the boys and the girls

Say it's cliched

To be cynical

At Christmas

Oh it's cliched

To be cynical

At Christmas



See how we yawn

At your bile and your scorn

It's a beautiful day

Peace on Earth has been played

Make a noise with your toys

And ignore the killjoys

'Cos it's cliched

To be cynical

At Christmas



Oh it's cliched

To be cynical

At Christmas



I saw three ships

Come sailing in

Come sailing in

Come sailing in

I saw three ships

Come sailing in

on Christmas Day

In the morning