Rod_S wrote:I'm suprised there hasn't been any love for Shane MacGowan so far, so here's a mention for Fairytale Of New York, the finest Christmas song ever written.
I love the opening line:
"It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank..."
I found this on the web, Osama and George W singing Fairytale of New York:
Osama (evil physco in real need of a shave and a slappin') : It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew And I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas I love you baby
I can see a better time When all our dreams come true
George W (former drunk daddy's boy who cheated his way to be most powerful man in the world, in real need of English / Geography / humility lessons) : They've got cars
Big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
Osama : You were pretty
Queen of New York City
Both: When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on the corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas day
George W: You're a bum
Osama : You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Living there almost dead on a drip
In that bed
George:You scum bag
You maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God
It's our last
Osama: I could have been someone
George: So could anyone
You took my dreams
From me when I first found you
Osama: I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you