Christmas God Of New York – Babybird – letras

The Apple went bad and lost its smileIt was heaven for a whileYou get it all at any priceGod I’m so glad you named it twiceShut up, sit down, don’t talkIt’s the Christmas God of New YorkShut up, sit down, don’t walkIt’s the Christmas God of New YorkThere’s Christmas light around the spireMy little bulldog’s all on fireWish I could walk across the seaThat bad old apple’s where I should beChorus x 2