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Singing loud and disturbing, they look so proud

Is it all they have learned? Singing "Joy to the world"

I will not be part of your crowd

My nephew Fred, poor man has been mislead

Such a fool that believes I will join Christmas eve

But I would rather be dead

I remember a time

When we used to sit silent inside

You and I, on this very night before you died

How a delight it was

Where I go, every row

See the glory of our Christmas time

There is no meaning of joy

It's a magic London night

All my glory is gold

That's enough to keep one satisfied

I'm a story of old

And tonight won't be my last, you'll see

Long time ago I was young, living on the row

I would dance, I would drink, singing songs and I think

I got kissed under one mistletoe

But now it's gone and I know I was so wrong

Putting joy before my own success

Now see what I've become

I still remember a time

When we used to sit silent inside

You and I, Jacob Marley on this very night you died

Now seven years ago

Where I go, every row

See the glory of our Christmas time

There is no meaning of joy

It's a magic London night

All my glory is gold

That's enough to keep one satisfied

I'm a story of old

And tonight won't be my last, you'll see

Hear the bells of Christmas celebration out in the night

Here we stand with open arms to celebrate the light

One man can not understand the joy of Christmas day

Now we take heed and stay away from him

Where he'll go, every row

See the glory of our Christmas time

Where he'll go, every row

It's a magic London night

Where I go, every row

See the glory of our Christmas time

There is no meaning of joy

It's a magic London night

All my glory is gold

That's enough to keep one satisfied

I'm a story of old

And tonight won't be my last

Where he'll go, every row

I see the humbug of their Christmas time

There is so much meaning of joy

It's a tragic London night

All his glory is gold

Not enough to keep me satisfied

He's a story of old

And tonight he'll meet his destiny