I Am Your Christmas Present

And I hope that all your Christmas wishes will come true.

I am your Christmas present and I’m coming home to you.

I am the Christmas present for your loved ones far away

I am the fall of snow that arrives on Christmas day

I am the socks, the box of chocs, the tie you give to Dad

I am the Christmas joke that cheers you up if you feel sad

I am the chestnuts roasting around an open fire

I am the DVD Super-deluxe edition of The Wire

I am Mr Tesco keeping Christmas dreams alive

I am the grocer on the High Street hoping that he can survive

You may say I’m mass consumerism, but I’m only having fun

I am the future because IT’S ONLY JUST BEGUN

I am ten thousand Kindle books travelling by post

I’m the letter up the chimney, the X-box you want the most

I’m expensive silver wrapping paper covered in gold stars

I’m the CO2 emissions from six hundred million cars

Right now I am a turkey, but soon I will be meat

I am a child in the slums, I am a beggar in the street
I’m your credit card, the debt you know you cannot pay

I’m a baby in a manger and I just won’t go away

I’m the Minister for War learning someone else’s lines

I’m the money spent on missiles, spent on guns and spent on mines

I am the bullet heading for a young man’s head

I’m a message to his mother. I’m afraid your son is dead.

And I hope that all your Christmas wishes will come true.

I am your Christmas present and I’m coming home to you.