...The sun areose beyond the mighty hill, the inlet, ruled by silence, laid so chill... ...The shadows grew as the sun rode high, that day for countless
Gold gold gold Australia Gold gold gold Australia Gold gold gold Australia Gold...Australia Bronze bronze bronze...No Silver silver silver...No
Your halo is the neon Your heart a jukebox song Your heaven is a honky tonk You love to live so wrong I know you're not much angel As a saint you've
When you come around I can still be found in another world Pick a number or a name It's my favorite game in another world Chorus: Hey man what was that
Oh, little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth The
I'm dreaming tonight of a place I love Even more than I usually do And although I know, it's a long road back I promise you I'll be home for Christmas
By now in New York City, there's snow on the ground And out in California, the sunshine's falling down And, maybe down in Memphis, Graceland's all in
If it weren't for kids have you ever thought There wouldn't be no Santa Clause Look what the store just brought Thank God for kids And we'd all live
Well the news spread through Jerusalem Tonight a child is born There are shepherds fallin' to their knees And angels blowin' horns But in their golden
Ooooh, don't you think it's a pretty good plan All I want for Christmas is a real good tan All I want for Christmas is a real good tan Take me to the
Slide on over baby Underneath this mistletoe Here's a toast to us together Let me wrap you in this bow I'm in the Christmas spirits No, this one won'
Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright 'Round yon virgin, mother and child Holy infant, so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Wrap your presents to your darling from you Pretty pencils to write I love you Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
City side walks, busy side walks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing, people passing Meeting smile after
She walks in through the screen door, wearin' a cotton dress That gets my imagination up and runnin' Slips it off to reveal a suntan that she got in Barbados
You're off base Out of line and in my face Brace yourself I'm coming through And before you know what's hit you You'll have heard my point of view Trash
I gotta bent up truck, gotta fix-it-up So I set it on the backyard lawn Put the radio loud in the window I tuned it into rock Now I'm patiently waitin
I've been waiting Waiting under things That rise in the morning I've been holding Holding back so long You can own it Take it off my hands Do me a favor