Don't cry, it's Christmas, Santa's coming soon   Though you ain't got a mummy or daddy   Santa still loves you   And he's riding on his reindeer   To trample down the gloom   So don't cry, it's Christmas, Santa's coming soon      Don't cry, it's Christmas, Santa's feeling kind   And although you'll never see him   He's not just in your mind   And it's not that he's invisible   It's because you're going blind   So don't cry, it's Christmas, Santa's feeling kind      Don't cry, it's Christmas, Santa's on his way   Though he's got a billion children   And he's only got one day   You've got slightly less than that,   If I were you I'd pray   So don't cry, it's Christmas, and it sounds a little gay