Song | Yellin' At The Xmas Tree |
Artist | Billy Idol |
Album | Devil's Playground |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Idol, Tichy | |
When I was a small boy here in | |
London town | |
Seasons snow was falling on the ground | |
All the friends and family here on | |
Christmas eve | |
Gather around to dress the | |
Christmas tree | |
But daddy's down at the pub | |
Full of Christmas cheer | |
Probably won't come home | |
Until next year | |
Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
Mom, daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
He's yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa's balls are jingling | |
Mommy's hips a-wiggling | |
But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
He's yellin', he's yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
All right now, yeah | |
Uncle is a sports fan, granny likes a joke | |
But no one laughs when daddy's stumbles home | |
But he don't fall asleep, the night was getting black | |
You see, oh | |
God dad had too much jack, oh | |
LordEvery year is the same old thing | |
Like Rudolph's red nose | |
Telling this story will never get old | |
Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
He's yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa's balls are jingling | |
Mommy's hips a-wiggling | |
But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
He's yellin', he's yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Well alright now, yeah, well alright now | |
Yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa came down the chimney but then he ran upstairs | |
Jumped in bed with mommy, she didn't care | |
Across the room went the fruitcakes the wreath came off the door | |
If these are holidays | |
I can take no more | |
Every year it's the same old thing | |
Like Rudolph's red nose | |
Hearing this story will never get old | |
Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
He's yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa's balls are jingling | |
Mommy's hips a-wiggling | |
But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
He's yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa's balls are jingling | |
Mommy's hips a-wiggling | |
But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
He's yellin', he's yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
All right now, yeah | |
Yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
He's yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
He's yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
He's sleeping it the | |
Christmas tree |
zuo ci : Idol, Tichy | |
When I was a small boy here in | |
London town | |
Seasons snow was falling on the ground | |
All the friends and family here on | |
Christmas eve | |
Gather around to dress the | |
Christmas tree | |
But daddy' s down at the pub | |
Full of Christmas cheer | |
Probably won' t come home | |
Until next year | |
Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
Mom, daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa' s balls are jingling | |
Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin', he' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
All right now, yeah | |
Uncle is a sports fan, granny likes a joke | |
But no one laughs when daddy' s stumbles home | |
But he don' t fall asleep, the night was getting black | |
You see, oh | |
God dad had too much jack, oh | |
LordEvery year is the same old thing | |
Like Rudolph' s red nose | |
Telling this story will never get old | |
Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa' s balls are jingling | |
Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin', he' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Well alright now, yeah, well alright now | |
Yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa came down the chimney but then he ran upstairs | |
Jumped in bed with mommy, she didn' t care | |
Across the room went the fruitcakes the wreath came off the door | |
If these are holidays | |
I can take no more | |
Every year it' s the same old thing | |
Like Rudolph' s red nose | |
Hearing this story will never get old | |
Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa' s balls are jingling | |
Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa' s balls are jingling | |
Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin', he' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
All right now, yeah | |
Yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
He' s sleeping it the | |
Christmas tree |
zuò cí : Idol, Tichy | |
When I was a small boy here in | |
London town | |
Seasons snow was falling on the ground | |
All the friends and family here on | |
Christmas eve | |
Gather around to dress the | |
Christmas tree | |
But daddy' s down at the pub | |
Full of Christmas cheer | |
Probably won' t come home | |
Until next year | |
Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
Mom, daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa' s balls are jingling | |
Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin', he' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
All right now, yeah | |
Uncle is a sports fan, granny likes a joke | |
But no one laughs when daddy' s stumbles home | |
But he don' t fall asleep, the night was getting black | |
You see, oh | |
God dad had too much jack, oh | |
LordEvery year is the same old thing | |
Like Rudolph' s red nose | |
Telling this story will never get old | |
Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa' s balls are jingling | |
Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin', he' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Well alright now, yeah, well alright now | |
Yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa came down the chimney but then he ran upstairs | |
Jumped in bed with mommy, she didn' t care | |
Across the room went the fruitcakes the wreath came off the door | |
If these are holidays | |
I can take no more | |
Every year it' s the same old thing | |
Like Rudolph' s red nose | |
Hearing this story will never get old | |
Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
And the carolers are singing | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa' s balls are jingling | |
Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
Santa' s balls are jingling | |
Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
He' s yellin', he' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
All right now, yeah | |
Yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
He' s yellin' at the | |
Christmas tree | |
He' s sleeping it the | |
Christmas tree |