Grab the Mince Pies

Waking up at 7:30

Mum's just gone and burnt the turkey

The last thing I saw were the smoke fumes

And grandma running to the rescue

Grandma's running to the rescue

(What are we gonna do?)

(Christmas dinner's ruined)

(It'll be fine, trust me)

Just grab the mince pies, it'll be alright

Sit down, forget the gravy

Some shots with my sister

We're pretty hammered

But stuff it, it's Christmas time now

Dad's half cut and now he's dancing

While Lindsey wipes out all the candy

Grandad's talking 'bout the army

While mum makes up the bacon sarnies

When my dad's on the sesh, she's barmy

(What are we gonna do?)

(The Christmas tree's ruined)

(It'll be fine, trust me)

Just grab the mince pies, it'll be alright

Sit down, forget the gravy

Some shots with my sister

We're pretty hammered

But stuff it, it's Christmas time now

Pass me another portion

That Christmas Day was awesome

So grab the mince pies, it'll be alright

Sit down, forget the gravy

Some shots with my sister

We're pretty hammered

But stuff it, it's Christmas time now