Fairy Tale Of New York

It was christmas eve, babe

In the drunk tank

An old man said to me

We won't see another one

And then he sang a song

The rare old mountain dew

I turned my face away

And dreamed about you



Got on a lucky one

Came in eighteen to one

I've got a feeling

This year's for me and you

So happy christmas

I love you, baby

I can see a better time

When all our dreams come true



They've got cars big as bars 

They've got rivers of gold

But the wind goes right through you 

It's no place for the old

When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve

You promised me broadway was waiting for me



You were handsome

You were pretty queen of new york city

Wwhen the band finished playing they howled out for more

Sinatra was swinging

All the drunks they were singing

We kissed on a corner 

Then danced through the night



And the boys of the nypd choir were singing "galway bay"

And the bells were ringing out for christmas day



You're a bum 

You're a punk

You're an old slut on junk

Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed

You scumbag, you maggot

You cheap lousy faggot

Happy christmas your arse I pray god it's our last



And the boys of the nypd choir were singing "galway bay"

And the bells were ringing out for christmas day



I could have been someone

Well so could anyone

You took my dreams from me

When I first found you

I kept them with me, babe

I put them with my own

Can't make it all alone

I've built my dreams around you



And the boys of the nypd choir still singing "galway bay"

And the bells were ringing out for christmas day

And the bells were ringing out for christmas day