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Bells will be ringing, the glad, glad news; Oh, what a Christmas, to have the blues; My baby's gone; I have no friends; To wish me greetings, once again
Hark! how the bells Sweet silver bells All seem to say, "Throw cares away." Christmas is here Bringing good cheer To young and old Meek and the bold
love and happiness. Come on, ring those bells, Light the Christmas tree, Jesus is the king Born for you and me. Come on, ring those bells, Every-body
peace on earth," I said, "For hate is strong and mocks the song Of peace on earth, good will to men." Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: "God
go, Laughing all the way; Bells on bob-tail ring, Making spirits bright, What fun it is to ride and sing A sleighing song tonight Jingle bells, jingle bells
Now the jingle hop has begun Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square
And off in the distance the Child that is born Is sleeping softly in the peace of the morn [Chorus:] Now the bells ring, now the bells ring The goods
's A feeling of Christmas. Children laughing, people passing, Meeting smile after smile, And on every street corner you'll hear: Silver bells, silver bells
be home with bells on I'll be home with bells on Trim the trees and wrap the presents Turn the Christmas music on This Christmas I'll be home with bells
Somewhere in this sea of Club Milks Tea and ashtrays There is a song I'm in the crow's nest with binoculars Just waiting for one to come along I've seen
I'll finish this jigsaw I'll find the pieces behind the couch I dream we were slowdancing I dream I knew your name Between sleep and waking we're drinking
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Honey?d sweet apples, they?re rotting away Millions of people never start in the race There?s stuff on out plates that has not been alive Someone pays
to do you good, It's beyond me what a girl can see, I'm only lucid when I'm writing songs. This is just a modern rock song, This is just a sorry
in every serpent's eye watch you go where you go every serpents double tongue takes a turn with your soul if you let them ring your bell (x2) they're ringing the bell
Honey'd sweet apples, they're rotting away Millions of people never start in the race There's stuff on our plates that has not been alive Someone pays
seems to do you good, It's beyond me what a girl can see, I'm only lucid when I'm writing songs. This is just a modern rock song, This is just a sorry