It’s snowing outsideThe kiddies are carollingThe smell of mince piesRobins are pecking on a snowman’s carrotI sit in my roomFeeling slightly superiorI know what’s missing from their livesThe Chinese ghost of Christmas comes againBringing wisdom and joy to the Western worldI leave green tea and wontons by the fireFor when he comes down my chimney againHe doesn’t like wineHe doesn’t like mistletoeHe’d rather do kung fu kicks And throw prawn balls at the Emperor’s monkeysHe doesn’t believe In Jesus or Santa ClausBut he joins in just to be politeThe Chinese ghost of Christmas comes againOn a porcelain dragon with a big red noseWater chestnuts roasting on an open fireWhen will he come down my chimney again?
It’s snowing outsideThe kiddies are carollingThe smell of mince piesRobins are pecking on a snowman’s carrotI sit in my roomFeeling slightly superiorI know what’s missing from their livesThe Chinese ghost of Christmas comes againBringing wisdom and joy to the Western worldI leave green tea and wontons by the fireFor when he comes down my chimney againHe doesn’t like wineHe doesn’t like mistletoeHe’d rather do kung fu kicks And throw prawn balls at the Emperor’s monkeysHe doesn’t believe In Jesus or Santa ClausBut he joins in just to be politeThe Chinese ghost of Christmas comes againOn a porcelain dragon with a big red noseWater chestnuts roasting on an open fireWhen will he come down my chimney again?