| abstract | - We must not fear this as it grows near Christmas will be soon Luring like the moon Decorate your untamed nature Christmas will be soon Now, let go of Solstice and save our souls Christmas will be soon Very very soon Idols come and go, Melting like the snow when sunlight comes Play their drums Play their drums Cut down our twig shrine Sit 'round the big pine beneath a star This is who we are One last toast to has-been ghosts Ooh, Christmas will be soon Let's stop burning Yule logs In faith of fool's gods our kids won't know Idols come and go Ordinary folk floating like the smoke We are adrift Take this gift Christmas! Oh, now not one more word I'm looking forward So change your tune Christmas will be soon And the winds have changed now (The winds have changed) And we are strange (And we are strange) Now will you change your tune? (It will be soon) Christmas will be soon Decorate your untamed nature Christmas will be soon One last toast to has-been ghosts Ooh, Christmas will be soon Christmas will be soon Christmas will be soon Christmas, Christmas, Christmas
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