[00:00.000] 作词 : Gareth Paisey/Tom Bromley
[00:00.245] 作曲 : Gareth Paisey/Tom Bromley
[00:00.491]When Chris**as Comes -Los Campesinos!
[00:33.342]When I go home I will walk via tinseltown
[00:36.998]Down LED avenues jingle bells all around
[00:41.314]Where they pluck all the stars from out the sky
[00:45.500]And they hang them from rafters up on high
[00:49.270]I wished away the last year
[00:51.300]It was the worst of times
[00:53.66]Audition for ***end of horse
[00:55.282]In village pantomime
[00:57.254]Just to hear your voice calling from the back
[01:01.188]It 's behind you oh yeh thank God for that
[01:05.96]Chris**as Eve torrential rain
[01:08.496]One single snowflake on this plain
[01:12.620]I held you in gloved hands
[01:15.620]And I'm not letting go
[01:18.233]And I'm not letting go
[01:21.765]New Year to November
[01:25.184]It's looming near it lingers close
[01:30.119]Into December
[01:33.709]When Chris**as comes what's lurking goes
[01:37.962]New Year to November
[01:41.691]It's looming near it lingers close
[01:45.971]Into December
[01:49.471]When Chris**as comes what's lurking goes
[01:53.122]Saved hard all Winter
[01:54.810]To ensure your stocking's full
[01:57.514]Joined the choir took myself door to door
[02:01.374]Making small change with all the carollers
[02:05.282]Every mention of His name changed to yours
[02:09.282]A dream of you stood naked as Chris**as tree
[02:13.84]Left unattended 'til second week of February
[02:17.318]In the morning you're lying next to me
[02:21.230]Covered in gold stole from nativity
[02:25.42]Chris**as Eve torrential rain
[02:28.558]One single snowflake on this plain
[02:32.722]I held you in gloved hands
[02:35.566]And I'm not letting go
[02:38.214]And I'm not letting go
[02:41.727]New Year to November
[02:45.727]It's looming near it lingers close
[02:50.153]Into December
[02:53.695]When Chris**as comes what's lurking goes
[02:57.917]New Year to November
[03:01.523]It's looming near it lingers close
[03:06.229]Into December
[03:09.572]When Chris**as comes
[03:11.569]When Chris**as comes
[03:12.569]Can you hear it
[03:14.209]Let the bells chime
[03:16.305]Lift your gl***es high
[03:18.412]For the Boy Child
[03:20.30]Can you hear it
[03:22.234]Let the bells chime
[03:24.266]Lift your gl***es high
[03:26.282]For the Boy Child
[03:28.190]Can you hear it
[03:30.94]Let the bells chime
[03:32.174]Lift your gl***es high
[03:34.227]For the Boy Child
[03:36.227]Can you hear it
[03:38.39]Let the bells chime
[03:40.271]Lift your gl***es high
[03:42.271]For the Boy Child

作词 : Gareth Paisey/Tom Bromley
作曲 : Gareth Paisey/Tom Bromley
When Chris**as Comes -Los Campesinos!
When I go home I will walk via tinseltown
Down LED avenues jingle bells all around
Where they pluck all the stars from out the sky
And they hang them from rafters up on high
I wished away the last year
It was the worst of times
Audition for ***end of horse
In village pantomime
Just to hear your voice calling from the back
It 's behind you oh yeh thank God for that
Chris**as Eve torrential rain
One single snowflake on this plain
I held you in gloved hands
And I'm not letting go
And I'm not letting go
New Year to November
It's looming near it lingers close
Into December
When Chris**as comes what's lurking goes
New Year to November
It's looming near it lingers close
Into December
When Chris**as comes what's lurking goes
Saved hard all Winter
To ensure your stocking's full
Joined the choir took myself door to door
Making small change with all the carollers
Every mention of His name changed to yours
A dream of you stood naked as Chris**as tree
Left unattended 'til second week of February
In the morning you're lying next to me
Covered in gold stole from nativity
Chris**as Eve torrential rain
One single snowflake on this plain
I held you in gloved hands
And I'm not letting go
And I'm not letting go
New Year to November
It's looming near it lingers close
Into December
When Chris**as comes what's lurking goes
New Year to November
It's looming near it lingers close
Into December
When Chris**as comes
When Chris**as comes
Can you hear it
Let the bells chime
Lift your gl***es high
For the Boy Child
Can you hear it
Let the bells chime
Lift your gl***es high
For the Boy Child
Can you hear it
Let the bells chime
Lift your gl***es high
For the Boy Child
Can you hear it
Let the bells chime
Lift your gl***es high
For the Boy Child