ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Christmas lullaby


It seems like a freeze out
It seems like a freize
Stumbling I fell down
And prayed on my knees

The ice wagon’s coming
To pick up the stiffs
Had a chat with an old one
He was gone in a jiff

And Santa and his reindeer
Jumped over the moon
So hush little child
Santa’s coming here soon

Tura lura luray
Tura lura lie
Tura lura luray
It’s a Christmas lullaby

Tura lura luray
Tura lura lie
Tura lura luray
It’s a Christmas lullaby

I hope you grow up angry
Just like your dear old Dad
I hope you grow up brave and strong
Not like me—All weak and sad

You said “Daddy, daddy,
You’re stinking of booze”
I kissed him and said, “Kid,
I was born to lose”

“But you have a future
And a big one to say
And I hope you’ll remember
All the love that I gave”

Tura lura luray
Tura lura lie
Tura lura luray
It’s a Christmas lullaby

Tura lura luray
Tura lura lie
Tura lura luray
It’s a Christmas lullaby

Here’s to all the little kids
Who haven’t got no clothes
Here’s to all the little kids
Who haven’t got no homes

It’s Christmas time in Palestine
It’s Christmas in Beirut
They’re scrapping around for rice
Not for tutti fruits

And the Christmas lights, they blew up
Now the ’lecky’s all gone dead
I look like a coal miner
And I’ve a pain inside my head

Tura lura luray
Tura lura lie
Tura lura luray
That’s a Christmas lullaby

Tura lura luray
Tura lura lie
Tura lura luray
That’s a Christmas lullaby

Tura lura luray
Tura lura lie
Tura lura luray
That’s a Christmas lullaby