Dreaming of a black Xmas
You’d better watch out, You’d better not cry, You’d better not pout, I’m telling you why: Santa Claus is coming to town.
Even those who can endure Michael Bublé murdering a beloved Christmas song appreciate that there’s no need to take it seriously.
Father Christmas might have decided you deserve to have only a measly lump of coal in your stocking, but we all know he’d be hard put to find one nowadays.
Even much of the free coal that retired miners