A Christmas Story Songtext
von Majestica

Fools around me, the city′s going under (going under)
Stealing, begging, poverty and plunder (poverty and plunder)
All these folks they're nothing but a bother
All of town is
Loud, disturbing, singing for each other
I can′t stand this
Time of Christmas joy and celebration
Leave me be

Sir, I wouldn't mind some heat
Your office's more than warm enough
I could buy more coal just down the street
And spend more money, than we need? No, thanks!

They think my intentions are joyful and triumphant
Wealth and fortune has given me my comfort
I′ve paid the price of my success with pride and dignity

Would you help the people at the workhouse?
They have no one to cherish
Poor, young children and Christmas ′round the corner
They might perish


You come here thinking, "I am your salvation"
'Cause they′re dying
Then let them, that would decrease the population
I'm not lying
Now leave me, go in peace and have yourself a
Good merry Christmas day

You know tomorrow′s Christmas day
A working day like always
Maybe if I came in late
Then expect no payment for that day!

They think my intentions are joyful and triumphant
Wealth and fortune has given me my comfort
I've had enough of welfare and of Christmas cheering

He fell to his knees
And past away that dark, black Christmas
Oh, Jacob Marley
Oh, my friend and so you′re gone
He's gone, which means the profit's mine
Only mine since that Christmas night

Dear Bob Cratchit needs a day
To celebrate this season
I wish this holiday would go away
For many, many reasons


Christmas is faithful, joyful and triumphant
Bringing to others happiness and comfort
They think Christmas is faithful, joyful and triumphant
Bringing to others happiness and comfort
Bah, humbug to you all now let me go in peace alone