From early in November to the last week on December 
I got money no matter … me down 
Well the music made me merry by the solid temporary 
I know Santa Claus [bad word] to town 
In the days I work my day job 
In the nights I work my night 
But [bad word] down to waking on last day 
Getting ready ready for Christmas day 

I got a nephew in Iraq 
It’s his third time back 
But we’re pretending .. again 
With the luck of a beginner 
He’ll be eating turkey dinner 
Somewhere .. in Pakistan 

Getting ready oh we’re getting ready 
For the power and the glory and the story 
Of Christmas day (repeats) 

If I could tell my mum and dad 
That the things that we never had 
Didn’t matter we were always ok 
Getting ready ready for Christmas day 

Getting ready oh we’re getting ready 
For the power and the glory and the story 
Of Christmas day