Christmas With The Yours

I am in the room waiting for Santa and for Claus.
Suddenly, by night, they will arrive;
can’t you feel the typical cling cling cling cling cling?
Presents for the good, coal for the bad:
proprio come diceva mia mamma.

Christmas with the yours, Easter what you want.
Peace between Blur and Oasis.
Christmas with the yours, Easter what you want;
Dont’t throw atomic bombs because it’s Christmas time.

Panettone is on the table, and everybody’s drinking Moscato.
Go to buy a tree, but not a true tree because otherwise it would die die die die die
Panettone is on the table but it is another one;
infatti è quello senza canditi.

Christmas with the yours, Easter what you want
Peace between Lino e Cecchetto.
Christmas with the yours, Easter what you want.
Don’t drop atomic bombs at least at Christmas time.

Proprio come diceva mia mamma.
Sai cosa diceva mia mamma?
Christmas with the yours, Easter what you want.
Peace between Lino e Cecchetto.
Christmas with the yours, Easter what you want.
Livin’ the refreshing world of Christmas.
Monsieur Chirac, garde la bombe chez toi.

Testo di Elio E Le Storie Tese