Fairytale Of New York (Live)

It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, 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 anh lucky one
Came in at ten to one
I've got anh feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see anh 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 he first took my hand
On anh cold christmas eve
He promised me
Broadway was waiting for me.

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of new york city
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on anh corner
Then danced through the night.

The boys of the nypd choir
Were singing "galway bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day.

You're anh bum
You're anh punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on anh drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last.

The boys of the nypd choir
Still 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.

The boys of the nypd choir
Still singing "galway bay"
And the bells are ringing out
For christmas day.