C
Now how did I guess you were going to express
        F                          C
Your disdain at the crane with the bright fairy lights
          Am                         C
And you’d moan at the snow ‘cos your car wouldn’t go
        G             F          C
Oh it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.

C
And you don’t have a tree and your smile has a fee
        F                           C
All the same here’s a card for your boring façade
       Am                           C
Jingle Bells, piney smells, all the boys and the girls
         G             F          C
Say it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
        G             F          C
Oh it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.

C
See how we yawn at your bile and your scorn
       F                      C
It’s a beautiful day Peace on Earth has been played
       Am                         C
Make a noise with your toys and ignore the killjoys
          G             F          C
‘Cos it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.
        G             F          C
Oh it’s clichéd to be cynical at Christmas.

C
I saw three ships come sailing in
     F       C        G
Come sailing in, come sailing in,
  C 
I saw three ships come sailing in
   F                    G  C
On Christmas Day in the morning.