C
Now how did I guess you were going to express
F C
Your disdain at the crane with the bright fairy lights
Am C
And you’d moan at the snow ‘cos your car wouldn’t go
G F C
Oh it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
C
And you don’t have a tree and your smile has a fee
F C
All the same here’s a card for your boring façade
Am C
Jingle Bells, piney smells, all the boys and the girls
G F C
Say it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
G F C
Oh it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
C
See how we yawn at your bile and your scorn
F C
It’s a beautiful day Peace on Earth has been played
Am C
Make a noise with your toys and ignore the killjoys
G F C
‘Cos it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
G F C
Oh it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
C
I saw three ships come sailing in
F C G
Come sailing in, come sailing in,
C
I saw three ships come sailing in
F G C
On Christmas Day in the morning.
