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I'm looking forward to ChristmasIt's sentimental I knowBut I just really like itI am hardly religiousI'd rather break bread with Dawkins than Desmond TutuTo be honestAnd yes I have all of the usual objections to consumerismThe commercialisation of an ancient religionTo the westernisation of a dead PalestinianPress-ganged into selling Playstations and beerBut I still really like itI really like ChristmasThough I'm not expectingA visit from JesusI'll be seeing my dadMy brother and sisters, my gran and my mumThey'll be drinking white wine in the sunI'll be seeing my dadMy brother and sisters, my gran and my mumThey'll be drinking white wine in the sunI don't go for ancient wisdomI don't believe just 'cause ideas are tenaciousLetras de cancionesIt means that they're worthyI get freaked out by churchesSome of the hymns that they sing have nice chordsBut the lyrics are spookyAnd yes I have all of the usual objections to the miseducationOf children who in tax-exempt institutions are taught to externalise blameAnd to feel ashamed and to judge things as plain right or wrongBut I quite like the songsI'm not expecting big presentsYe olde combination of socks, jocks and chocolatesIs just fine by me'Cause I'll be seeing my dadMy brother and sisters, my gran and my mumThey'll be drinking white wine in the sunI'll be seeing my dadMy brother and sisters, my gran and my mumThey'll be drinking white wine in the sunAnd you my baby girlMy jetlagged infant daughterYou'll be handed round the roomLike a puppy at a primary schoolAnd you won't understandBut you will learn one dayThat wherever you are and whatever you faceThese are the peopleWho'll make you feel safe in the worldMy sweet blue-eyed girlAnd if, my baby girl,When you're twenty one or thirty oneAnd Christmas comes aroundAnd you find yourself 9000 miles from homeYou'll know whatever comesYour brothers and sisters and me and your mum.Will be waiting for you in the sunWhenever you comeYour brothers and sistersYour aunts and your unclesYour grandparents, cousinsAnd me and your mum.Will be drinking white wine in the sunWaiting for you in the sunDrinking white wine in the sunDarlin' when Christmas comes Well'll waiting for you in the sunDrinking white wine in the sunWell'll waiting for you in the sunWaiting for youWaitingI really like ChristmasIt's sentimental I know From Letras Mania