Once in royal David’s city
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother held her baby
You’d do well to remember the things He later said.
When you are stuffing yourselves at your Christmas parties,
You’ll just laugh when I tell you to take a running jump.
You’re missing the point I’m sure does not need making;
The Christmas spirit is not what you drink.
So how can you laugh when your own mothers’ hungry?
And how can you smile when the reasons for smiling are wrong?
And if I’ve just messed up your thoughtless pleasures.
Remember if you wish, this is just a Christmas song.


Christmas Song
~Jethro Tull~