I wrote a particularly twee Christmas song when I was 13, which had pensioners dabbing their eyes with handkerchiefs and all the PTA mums staring with approval. We were asked to perform it round many a church Christmas concert. I think they were a bit shocked when we returned the following year, having discovered Marilyn Manson and industrial rock, with long hair and ripped jeans.
The lyrics ran a little something like this... tissues/sick buckets (delete as appropriate) at the ready:
So, it's that special time of year
filled wit peace and Christmas cheer,
bright lights shining in the streets,
covered in the snow beneath my feet.
And the joy that can be found!
Love and happiness all arond.
Oh no, I don't mind the rain,
because it's Christmas time again.
I don't remember any other verses but the chorus was just 'merry christmas' repeated monotonously, and the middle had me breaking into whistling solo. There were, of course, customary jingle bells.
