The Smithereens - Christmas (I Remember) Lyrics
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Christmas (I Remember)
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What Are The Lyrics For Christmas (I Remember) By The Smithereens?
Did you ever see the faces of the children
They get so excited Waking up on Christmas morning Hours before the winter sun's ignited They believe in dreams and all they mean Including heavens generosity Peeping 'round the door To see what parcels are for free in curiosity And Tommy doesn't know what day it is He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is How can he be saved from the eternal grave? Surrounded by his friends he sits so silently And unaware of everything Playing poxy pinball Picks his nose and smiles and pokes his tongue at everything I believe in love but how can men Who've never seen light be enlightened? Only if he's cured Will his spirits future level ever heighten And Tommy doesn't know what day it is He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is How can he be saved from the eternal grave? Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? Can you, can you, can you hear me? How can he be saved? Did you ever see the faces of the children They get so excited Waking up on Christmas morning Hours before the winter sun's ignited They believe in dreams and all they mean Including heavens generosity Peeping 'round the door To see what parcels are for free in curiosity And Tommy doesn't know what day it is He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is How can he be saved from the eternal grave? |
Who Wrote Christmas (I Remember) By The Smithereens?
Peter Townshend
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What's The Duration Of The Christmas (I Remember) By The Smithereens?The duration of Christmas (I Remember) is 3:38 minutes and seconds. |
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