Herod the Fink - Christmas in the UK Lyrics

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