No Xmas For John Quays Lyrics - It's The New Thing! The Step Forward Years - Fall

The x in x-mas is a substitute crucifix for Christ 

No Christmas for John Quays 

The powders reach 

And the powders teach 

And when you find they can't reach 

There is no Christmas for junky 

He thinks he is 

More interesting 

Than the world 

But buying cigs 

Puts him in a whirl 

A packet of three-five fives 

555 

A packet of those over there 

And 20 special offer cigars 

Found talking to the cigarette machine 

Into nicotinic acid 

Good king Wenceslaus, he looked out 

Silly bugger, he fell out 

He spits in the sky 

It falls in his eye 

Then he gets to sit in 

Talking to his kitten 

And talking about Frankie Lymon 

Tell me why is it so? 

Tell me why is it so? 

Out of his face with The Idle Race 

Out of the room with his tune 

Although the skins are thin 

He knows its up to him 

To go out or stay in 

I'll stay in 

I'll stay in 

You 

Me 

X-Mas 

X-Mas 

There is no Christmas for junkies 

No girls 

No curls 

Just the traffic passing by 

Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye 

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No X-mas for John Quays