M£RRY CHRI$TMAS

Dashing round the store
on a late December day,
through the aisles we go,
trolleys in the way.
Bells on tills go ring,
making wallets light,
Oh what fun to trek round town,
now open late at night.

Jingle tills, jingle tills,
profit all the way,
Oh what fun it is to spend
your overdraft away.
Jingle tills, jingle tills,
profit all the way,
Oh what fun it is to shop
on Jesus Christ’s birthday.