Snowed Under Mary Hopkin

The year is almost over
Doesn't it fly so fast?
And though summer's barely faded
The town's already dressed

The malls are decked with holly boughs
The tills ring out their warning
"All superstores, they're selling out
You'd better make it soon"

So what have we to laugh about?
Sometimes I'm not so sure
But Christmas, Christmas is here
Christmas, Christmas is here

Here we are together
Sharing this time of innocence
Ninety-seven shopping days
The fun has just begun

What happened to those wise men?
It's now we need that guiding star
We're runnin' 'round in circles
Can't remember who we are

So what have we to laugh about?
Sometimes I'm not so sure
But Christmas, Christmas is here
Christmas, Christmas is here