Joys Of Christmas Lyrics - Chris Rea

I see all the tough guys still not 25 

Dying on their feet 

Coughing, honking, cadging cigarettes 

And still out on the street 

Well, they got no money, nowhere to go 

Fathers of 2, 3 maybe 4, what are they gonna do 

Jimmy got a busted mouth in a fight last night 

He says he's ok 

Going down to the workies club (that's a laugh) 

To buy something strong and take the pain away 

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Joys of christmas 

Joys of christmas 

Northern style 

Flashing christmas light of police blue 

Go spinning down the street 

Women try to drag the men from pubs 

Into the stores 

And work hands in empty pockets deep 

We stand outside the neon ice and wish ourselves the best 

He says he's ok, out of work and fighting 

Is all he's ever known 

And laughs and says I worry too much anyway 

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Joys of christmas 

Joys of christmas 

Northern style 

Let's drink to the likes of jim 

Before we all go insane 

And please don't ask me why 

It'll take too long to explain 

Joys of christmas