Ding dong

Christmas song
Sing'a sing'a sing along

Ding dong
Ding dong

Ding dong

Ding dong
Sing'a sing'a sing along

Ding dong

Christmas song

Ding dong

Ding dong
Christmas Christmas Christmas song

Ding dong
Sing Along

Thought i was light years ahead of them
But i was blind they were only miles
Light years ahead of them, he must be right

I was only pretending to be just another wannabe
A love supreme in flip flops
There might be peacocks in disguise
You’d better practice your passing shots
Beware of bishops dealing with their ups and downs

You were born in Christchurch baby
Listen to the bells
They’re ringing again in your ears
They resound in the evening
They resound when you’re young
They’re sound in the morning
They resound when you’re getting old/get things done

A little time to live
A few people to love
Floral clocks never stop ticking
They never stop growing

But the dog, it keeps on barking in the tube
Despite the bomb in his stomach
And the girl, she’s still crying in the bus I try to sympathize
But I don’t mind
I don’t really mind I’ve already wasted so much time

A little time to share
A few people to leave
Floral clocks never stop ticking
They never stop glowing

Left this plastic bag filled with my liver and my lungs
Behind a door that’s just been closed
Douglas Fir might be working late at night
Hope my friend’s very fine

As much as I
I don’t really mind
We’ve already wasted so much time