You’re a bum.
You’re a punk.
You’re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap, lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it’s our last
Not really, but that’s the next line
The boys of the NYPD Choir still singing Galway Bay …
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day.
I could have been someone…
You coulda been a contenda
Well, so could anyone.
You took my dreams away when I first found you.
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can’t make it all alone.
I’ve built my dreams around you.
And the boys of the NYPD Choir were singin’ Galway Bay…
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day!
Merry Christmas, all, and happy birthday to Shane MacGowan.
Also RIP Kirsty MacColl - never forgotten while this piece of genius endures.
Yes, I was going to say the same thing.