Are [bad word] over for Christmas?
 Leave your friends, I don't think they'll miss you much
 It's not that you aren't pretty or funny 
It's just that they've got plenty more money 

В Рождество пойдем ко мне в гости?
Не бойся, друзья без тебя не заплачут.
Нет, ты мила и очень забавна,
Просто денег у них больше явно.

I'm going to paint the town on my days off 
Cold slate roofs that glisten in starlight
 Me and you singing a carol
 On the tough side of town
 For the poor folk in the old mission house 

Хочу я раскрасить весь город в субботу,
Серые крыши блестят в лунном свете.
Мы с тобой выйдем в трущобы,
Пропоем там псалом
Бедным людям в старенькой церкви.

If it feels like we are floating in time 
Give yourself up to the desert and the night 
Eastern caravans are following lights 
Strangeness reigns
 There's love in heaven tonight 

I'll be over sometime this Christmas 
If you behave yourself and don't drink too much  [bad word] and feed the fire in your kitchen 
See your tree and the view of the city all covered in snow 

Leave the boy behind, you won't miss him 
Take a break from your phony kissin' 
There's no mistletoe in my kitchen 
Just a tree and a view of the city covered in snow

 If it feels like we are floating in air 
Then the hour's passed, it must be Christmas day
People shake your hand and wish you the best 
Troubles leave, you wonder why you were sad 
I'm glad you came, it must be Christmas day