Lyrics
What if I don't come, what if I die
What if I ruin Christmas night again
Know that shit's been on your mind babe, every time Santa comes
Oh, I'll guess we all find out tomorrow
It's all that I am, all that I'm not
Not gonna give everything I got
Was gonna give it all to your
You'd probably just return it
And still be disappointed
Guess we'll all find out tomorrow
I'm not queueing up to all the abuse
I know it seems so cold but I flatly refuse
What the hell are you so angry for
Let's not do Christmas anymore
Too many judgements
Too many times, too many I'll apologise
You know they've all come back to haunt you
Just like the ghost of Christmas
Whooooaoo, I'll never come to pass
What if I'm right, what if you're wrong
You knew you'd end up in a song of mine
But the melodies disjointed
The words are cobbled together
Whooooaoo, just like me and you
I'm not queueing up to all the abuse
I know it seems so cold but I flatly refuse
What the hell are you so angry for
Let's not do Christmas anymore
Don't like that, I don't like that
Hey baby, don't like that thing for me
Don't like that, I don't like that
Hey baby, don't like that thing for me
Don't like that, I don't like that
Hey baby, don't like that thing for me
You do you and I'll do me
I'm not queueing up to all the abuse
I know it seems so cold but I flatly refuse
What the hell are you so angry for
Let's not do Christmas anymore
Let's not do Christmas anymore
Credits
Vocals
Robbie Williams
Produced By
Guy Chambers, Richard Flack
