To the tune of Do They Know it's Christmastime?
It's Christmastime,
Looking out for those Dawn raids.
At Christmastime,
The wine is being replaced with distilled 'tatoes.
But in our world of Mumsnet,
There'll be lots of smiles and joy,
Even though, we're all banged up, this Christmastime!
But take good care, care of the other ones.
Those left behind, cooking dinner, hosting FIL and little ones.
There's a copper outside my window,
And he's begging me to come in,
And the only water flowing,
Is distilled spuddy gin,
And the Christmas bells that ring there, are next to the naice ham.
Well tonight, thank Dawn it's them, and also you!
Well there won't be snow in Holloway, this Christmastime.
Put your arms around a viper this Christmas time.
Where nothing needs bigger clothes, because nothing there outgrows.
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Feed the world,
Mum's banged up at Christmastime
Feed the world,
Childfree women banged up too.
Feed the world,
MILs and DMs banged up too.
Feed the world,
Do they know what giraffes are?
Feed the world,
No one's left to cook the roast.
Repeat ad nauseam.