Working Christmas Day Lyrics

No buses

No trains

Fifty quid in a taxi

And the taxi driver's got some good Christmas banter for me

I smile politely

It's raining not snowing obviously

And I've got a

I've got a

I've got a twelve hour shift ahead of me

Lucky me

Working Christmas Day

It's not just another day

They've laid on some buns

The decor says 'fun'

But there's no fun to be had

I'm not sad just vacant

Working Christmas Day

Someone's put a CD on of Christmas songs

Maybe it's 'Now Christmas'

I like that Pogues one

I said "That's how my shift fell

"And there was no choice

Cos I'd used all my holidays up by November"

But that wasn't quite true but I will never tell you

I volunteered to work it ages ago

Yeah I know

Working Christmas Day

It's just another day

It's double time I suppose

But most of that goes on the taxi to get here

Working Christmas Day

I'm not that keen on 'Driving Home For Christmas' by Chris Rea

I couldn't face Christmas Day and the dinner

Or the people in particular

So we both agreed we'd make Bank Holiday Monday Christmas Day instead

But it won't be the same

You said "It won't be the same"

And I said (quietly) "Good"

Working Christmas Day

I forgot my packed lunch and all the shops are shut

But there are tins of chocolates provided by the bosses

So that's my dinner right there

Working Christmas Day or Saviour's Day

As Cliff calls it on his number one from 1990

We'll have a party right here

Let's do the show right here

We'll have the party right here

We'll do the show

Let's have a party right here

We'll do a show right here

Let's have a party right here

We'll do a show

Working Christmas Day not just another day

Working Christmas Day not just another day