Fiddly Christmas

Life's pretty fiddly
 There's all sorts of fiddly business
 So once a year we do this
 We all stop for a bit because it's Christmas
 I was struggling in my old job
 My boss was a bit of a nightmare
 He said he thought my clothes weren't nice
 And that I didn't have the right hair
 I told him he was old and mean
 He said I was young and naïve
 We said we should go outside and fight
 But then it was Christmas Eve
 Life's pretty fiddly
 There's all sorts of fiddly business
 So once a year we do this
 We all stop for a bit because it's Christmas
 I nevеr liked going to school
 I didn't like school dinners
 I couldn't spеll, I wasn't good at maths
 I was always with the beginners
 Also I was a teacher
 A really bad teacher
 The students called me a phoney
 But thanks to Jesus at the end of the year
 I can go home and eat panettone
 Life's pretty fiddly
 There's all sorts of fiddly business
 So once a year we do this
 We all stop for a bit because it's Christmas
 We all find social situations tough
 Parties, we can't stand
 There's too many people and not enough snacks
 And they're often not very well planned
 But on December the 25th every year
 We don't have to see anyone
 We don't get dressed and we don't wash our hair
 We just sit in our pants with the telly on
 Sit in our pants with the telly on
 Life's pretty fiddly
 There's all sorts of fiddly business
 So once a year we do this
 We all stop for a bit because it's Christmas
 Life's pretty fiddly
 There's all sorts of fiddly business
 So once a year we do this
 We all stop for a bit because it's Christmas
 Life's pretty fiddly
 There's all sorts of fiddly business
 So once a year we do this
 We all stop for a bit because it's Christmas