God Rest You Merry, Gentlefolk Lyrics - Singles - Sheogorath

God rest you merry, gentlefolk, let nothing you dismay 

Loads of impoverished pensioners have died for you this day 

Those poor blighters froze to death, "Heat or eat," they did say 

All to provide you with your bonuses, 'cos you're fatcats 

To provide you with your banking bonuses 

God rest you merry, gentlefolk, let nothing you dismay 

Loads of blameless disabled people died for you this day 

Those poor souls' conditions worsened once they'd lost their pay 

All to provide you with your bonuses, 'cos you're fatcats 

To provide you with your banking bonuses 

God rest you merry, gentlefolk, let nothing you dismay 

Reflect upon how lucky you are on this winter's day 

No need to live in the Third World to toil to make our way 

All to provide you with your bonuses, 'cos you're fatcats 

To provide you with your banking bonuses, 'cos you're fatcats 

To provide you with your banking bonuses