What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet? While shepherds watch are keeping This, this is Christ
Dashing through the snow in a one horse open sleigh Over the fields we go (Ah ah) Laughing all the way (Ah ah) Bells are bound to ring making spirit'
Celebrate, celebrate, emancipate 'Cause now it's a new year Watch the saints come, marching saints Watch the saints go marching Away from you, from you
So this is the new year And I don't feel any different The clanking of crystal Explosions off in the distance In the distance So this is the new year
In the nights of old I always wished In the longest year that had me down And I would freeze if you ever asked me That was my way Confront the guilt
My resolution this year? I'll disappear completely. My absolution nearer, I'll reappear discretely Calling underground people, With your underground
I tore down masterfully constructed walls again I've got some rebuilding to do Brick by brick I'll try to put them each back in their place And leave
Sitting here stressing at 2:30 a.m. About how fast the year can go, I wonder where it went If we start all over again, would it really work I know that
1994 A girl pukes out the window on her car door Her childish eyes say, ?I don?t want this anymore I want to be a woman, no, no, see, I don?t want to
We pried open my window Let the summer rush in And we laughed with the new air Now I lay and watch the green leaves Dance and whisper sweet breath A
Everybody waits for Christmas, for me it's New Year's Day that's gonna come and take my blues away. I'm wishing on the stars for Christmas and hoping
Maybe it's much too early in the game Ooh, but I thought I'd ask you just the same What are you doing new year's New year's eve? Wonder whose arms will
Don't even take a breath, the air is cut with cyanide In honor of the New Year The press gives us cause to celebrate The air raid sirens, barbed wire
This past year was good to us the one before just a little rough The one before that was an awful thing what will the new year bring Will it bring us
Baby, let's make a date for a night on the town How does the turn of the century sound? I guarantee that we'll have a good time New year's eve 1999 Now
A banner year 1864, don't want the red man anymore, Can't have them taking up good land. Give them a token flag, trade pipes and shake some hands, Tell
We fall to our knees raise our hands toward the sky Bow to the powerful without asking why We fill our glass with false sense of pride The ruling class
Maybe it's much too early in the game Aah, but I thought I'd ask you just the same What are you doing New Year's New Year's Eve? Wonder whose arms will