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Miss Christmas
04:24
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Miss Christmas
So we’re back to the coldest part of the year
And I’m finding it hard to muster up any festive cheer
Why are there snowmen on this beer?
I swear they don’t belong here, I swear they don’t belong here
So we’re back to too many mince pies
Missing gazing up at frosty skies
Missing the pretty men who tell you pretty lies
With fire in their eyes
Drunk naps in the afternoon
And bread sauce drying on the spoon
I really hope it’s over soon
CHORUS
And I guess what it comes down to is
Is I don’t miss this
I don’t miss Christmas
And I guess what it comes down to is
Is I don’t miss you Miss
I don’t miss Christmas
Christmas
Who put this glitter in my hair?
I don’t want it there, I don’t want it there
Winter’s back
But there’s no bumping into people in the market square
No stressed out shoppers anywhere
So Amazon gets the little business share
We’ve got Boris and his cronies on the telly peddling doom
Carol concerts ain’t the same on Zoom
I want to see my family in the same room
I hope that this is over soon
CHORUS
And I guess what it comes down to is
Is I don’t miss this
I don’t miss Christmas
And I guess what it comes down to is
Is I don’t miss you Miss
I don’t miss Christmas
Christmas
So we’re back to the coldest part of the year
And I’m finding it hard to muster up any festive cheer
While I’m still missing you my dear
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2. |
That'll Do
02:50
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That’ll Do
Charlotte came from a nice part of town
Great big house but no Dad around
Living with her Grandad she learned a lot from things that he said
You can always make do if you can make something new with your needle and thread
Oh so what you gonna wear when it’s party time my dear and you ain’t got no pennies for a dress
Whip up a little razzle-dazzle, something that will certainly impress
Something old of Mother’s from her days out on the stage
Could be tastefully refashioned with a little bit of lace
So turn it inside out, sew it up again and I think that will do
Just like new
Oh that’ll do
It’s just like new
Oh that’ll do
It’s just like new
So we’ll turn it inside out, sew it up again and I think that will do
Charlotte came from a nice part of town
But ended up in the slums when her luck was down
Love over money, she found herself a man who would stay
Happy but poor has it’s own price to pay
Oh so what you gonna do when the gin money’s due and you ain’t got a penny for the pot
Got to be a little thrifty, make the most of all the little that we’ve got, it ain’t a lot
Oh a second-hand suit is only stained on the outside
But could fit a lot of fellas if it starts out extra-wide
So turn it inside out, sew it up again and flog it off as new
That’s what we’ll do
Oh flog it off as new
That’s what we’ll do
It’s just like new
It’s just like new
So we’ll turn it inside out, sew it up again and flog it off as new
And I think that will do
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Little Miss (P4TH mix)
04:44
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Little Miss
Little Miss Lightning Strike has a bright red pushbike
With a bright brass bell that she rings
As she cycles down the highstreet towards a man that she’s arranged to meet
‘Cause she’s having another hankering for what he brings
Oh those little white packages of little white pills
She don’t know if they’re causing or they’re curing all her ills
Oh but she don’t care and there’s no one there to tell her no so off she goes
CHORUS
Off she goes in the eye of the storm
She knows, but she’s happy and warm
Wind blows, yeah the rain’s coming down
She ain’t scared she gone drown
She’ll float off on her cloud
Little Miss Thunderbolt another victim of the failed revolt
She needs a way she can escape the drudgery
It was a simple proposition, the beginning of her mission
To leave the grey behind, relax unwind and be free
She stops off at a newsagents to buy a can of coke
She also picks up cigarettes although she doesn’t smoke
Oh but she don’t care and there’s no one there to tell her no so off she goes
CHORUS
Little Miss Never-Strikes-Twice is more than happy to pay the price
To brighten up the colours as she rides beneath the trees
Oh and down by the river that water is sweet, it’s sweaty and hot so she dabbles her feet
She falls in and she skins her knees
Oh the pretty little fishies are singing siren songs
They’re on a watery adventure would she like to tag along
Oh but she don’t care and there’s no one there to tell her no so off she goes
CHORUS
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Miss Christmas
So we’re back to the coldest part of the year
And I’m finding it hard to muster up any festive cheer
Why are there snowmen on this beer?
I swear they don’t belong here, I swear they don’t belong here
So we’re back to too many mince pies
Missing gazing up at frosty skies
Missing the pretty men who tell you pretty lies
With fire in their eyes
Drunk naps in the afternoon
And bread sauce drying on the spoon
I really hope it’s over soon
CHORUS
And I guess what it comes down to is
Is I don’t miss this
I don’t miss Christmas
And I guess what it comes down to is
Is I don’t miss you Miss
I don’t miss Christmas
Christmas
Who put this glitter in my hair?
I don’t want it there, I don’t want it there
Winter’s back
But there’s no bumping into people in the market square
No stressed out shoppers anywhere
So Amazon gets the little business share
We’ve got Boris and his cronies on the telly peddling doom
Carol concerts ain’t the same on Zoom
I want to see my family in the same room
I hope that this is over soon
CHORUS
And I guess what it comes down to is
Is I don’t miss this
I don’t miss Christmas
And I guess what it comes down to is
Is I don’t miss you Miss
I don’t miss Christmas
Christmas
So we’re back to the coldest part of the year
And I’m finding it hard to muster up any festive cheer
While I’m still missing you my dear
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Pixie Styx Nottingham, UK
Nottingham’s Pixie Styx makes their own clothes from assorted gubbins collected on their adventures & takes a similar approach to songwriting. Recently these adventures have taken a distinctly historical turn, exploring social trends through re-discovered family tales. That said, there’s often time for a bit of smut. ... more
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