Fairytale Of New York - Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012
It was Christmas eve, babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
Won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
But I got a feeling
This years for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They got cars, big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind blows right through you
It's no place for the old
When I first took your hand
On a cold christmas eve
Well, I promised you Broadway
Was waiting for you
I was handsome, you were pretty
Queen of New York city
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks, they were singing
And we kissed on a corner
Danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
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
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
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
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
Ella Jem for you!
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
Won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
But I got a feeling
This years for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They got cars, big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind blows right through you
It's no place for the old
When I first took your hand
On a cold christmas eve
Well, I promised you Broadway
Was waiting for you
I was handsome, you were pretty
Queen of New York city
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks, they were singing
And we kissed on a corner
Danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
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
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
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
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
Ella Jem for you!
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Max Finer, Shane Patrick Lysaght Mac-gowan
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