Christmas Is For Mugs

	  		Christmas Is For Mugs 
Graham Parker 

Intro: 

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I bought a candelabra made of glass from Petticoat Lane 
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It cost twice as much as usual but I did not complain  
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I walked back to our cold water flat in the pouring rain  
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But the wrapping got ruined             and the glass looked stained 
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And the tree I picked up cheap         shed its needles down the drain 

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Now everybody's talking about the kisses and the hugs 
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and all the little heartstrings that the festive season tugs 
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But all I see are lager louts, shoplifters and thugs 
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So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs 

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I took a bus to Camden town, began to shop around 
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I looked for some new sex shop that I read of in Time Out 
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I bought a gadget that the man said would make you scream and shout 
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But it did not come with batteries and we could not find the spout 
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Like so many Christmas presents     we threw it out 

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Now everybody's talking about the kisses and the hugs 
    A              A                     F#m            D       
and all the little heartstrings that the festive season tugs 
    A             A            F#m             D       
But all I see are lager louts, shoplifters and thugs 
             A        E                A        A 
So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs,       yes it is 

Instrumental: 

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Now all the crepe and tinsel is left lying on the floor 
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And the wreath we hung up weeks ago is rotting on the door 
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And I'd like to punch the lights out of that crooked tree then door 
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If I saw Saint Nick tonight, there'd be a scene of gore 
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I'd throw a match into the fire and make the chimney roar 

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Now everybody's talking about the kisses and the hugs 
    A              A                     F#m            D       
and all the little heartstrings that the festive season tugs 
    A             A            F#m             D       
But all I see are lager louts, shoplifters and thugs 
             A        E                A           A 
So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs 
             A        E                A           A 
So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs 
             A        E                D              A 
So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs