| Song | Yellin' At The Xmas Tree |
| Artist | Billy Idol |
| Album | Devil's Playground |
| 作词 : Idol, Tichy | |
| When I was a small boy here in | |
| London town | |
| Seasons snow was falling on the ground | |
| All the friends and family here on | |
| Christmas eve | |
| Gather around to dress the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| But daddy's down at the pub | |
| Full of Christmas cheer | |
| Probably won't come home | |
| Until next year | |
| Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
| And the carolers are singing | |
| Mom, daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
| He's yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa's balls are jingling | |
| Mommy's hips a-wiggling | |
| But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
| He's yellin', he's yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| All right now, yeah | |
| Uncle is a sports fan, granny likes a joke | |
| But no one laughs when daddy's stumbles home | |
| But he don't fall asleep, the night was getting black | |
| You see, oh | |
| God dad had too much jack, oh | |
| LordEvery year is the same old thing | |
| Like Rudolph's red nose | |
| Telling this story will never get old | |
| Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
| And the carolers are singing | |
| But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
| He's yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa's balls are jingling | |
| Mommy's hips a-wiggling | |
| But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
| He's yellin', he's yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Well alright now, yeah, well alright now | |
| Yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa came down the chimney but then he ran upstairs | |
| Jumped in bed with mommy, she didn't care | |
| Across the room went the fruitcakes the wreath came off the door | |
| If these are holidays | |
| I can take no more | |
| Every year it's the same old thing | |
| Like Rudolph's red nose | |
| Hearing this story will never get old | |
| Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
| And the carolers are singing | |
| But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
| He's yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa's balls are jingling | |
| Mommy's hips a-wiggling | |
| But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
| He's yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa's balls are jingling | |
| Mommy's hips a-wiggling | |
| But daddy, he don't hear 'em | |
| He's yellin', he's yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| All right now, yeah | |
| Yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| He's yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| He's yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| He's sleeping it the | |
| Christmas tree |
| zuò cí : Idol, Tichy | |
| When I was a small boy here in | |
| London town | |
| Seasons snow was falling on the ground | |
| All the friends and family here on | |
| Christmas eve | |
| Gather around to dress the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| But daddy' s down at the pub | |
| Full of Christmas cheer | |
| Probably won' t come home | |
| Until next year | |
| Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
| And the carolers are singing | |
| Mom, daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
| He' s yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa' s balls are jingling | |
| Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
| But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
| He' s yellin', he' s yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| All right now, yeah | |
| Uncle is a sports fan, granny likes a joke | |
| But no one laughs when daddy' s stumbles home | |
| But he don' t fall asleep, the night was getting black | |
| You see, oh | |
| God dad had too much jack, oh | |
| LordEvery year is the same old thing | |
| Like Rudolph' s red nose | |
| Telling this story will never get old | |
| Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
| And the carolers are singing | |
| But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
| He' s yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa' s balls are jingling | |
| Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
| But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
| He' s yellin', he' s yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Well alright now, yeah, well alright now | |
| Yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa came down the chimney but then he ran upstairs | |
| Jumped in bed with mommy, she didn' t care | |
| Across the room went the fruitcakes the wreath came off the door | |
| If these are holidays | |
| I can take no more | |
| Every year it' s the same old thing | |
| Like Rudolph' s red nose | |
| Hearing this story will never get old | |
| Oh the Christmas bells are ringing | |
| And the carolers are singing | |
| But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
| He' s yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa' s balls are jingling | |
| Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
| But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
| He' s yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| Santa' s balls are jingling | |
| Mommy' s hips awiggling | |
| But daddy, he don' t hear ' em | |
| He' s yellin', he' s yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| All right now, yeah | |
| Yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| He' s yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| He' s yellin' at the | |
| Christmas tree | |
| He' s sleeping it the | |
| Christmas tree |