Do they know it's Christmastime at all? Here's to you, raise a glass for ev'ryone Here's to them, underneath that burning sun Do they know it's Christmastime
Do they know it's Christmas time at all? Here's to you, raise a glass for ev'ryone Here's to them, underneath that burning sun Do they know it's Christmas
Beverly Knight: Where nothing ever grows No rain nor rivers flow Group of ten and Joss Stone: Do they know it's Christmas time at all? Tom Chaplin (Keane): Here's
Do they know it's Christmastime at all? (Here's to you) raise a glass for everyone (Here's to them) underneath that burning sun Do they know it's
Do they know it's Christmas time at all? Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas time Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas time again [BRIDGE:] (Here's
s to them. Howie (NICOTINE): Underneath that burning sun. EVERYONE: Do they know it's Christmas time at all? EVERYONE: Feed the world. Let them know it's
flow Do they know it's Christmas time at all? Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas time Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas time again (Here's
Do they know it's Christmas time at all Here's to you, raise your glass for everyone Here's to them underneath that burning sun Do they know it's Christmas
rain nor rivers flow Do they know it's Christmas time at all? Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas time Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas
? I know you're kinda busy with your elves right now And I don't know how How do you do while I sleep on Christmas Eve But it's amazing And I bet that
All this money, like it's Christmas Patron, in my system Get wit me, baby listen All this love, you never missin You spending money, like it's Christmas
lock it on the topic Evil and IZ dog the track, then we drop it Record stores rock it, stock it, fans buy it People that never heard of Ice-T try it
know what I was doin' but did it anyway Now the posse's on my trail, they say I'm gonna pay (Run) I had a gun, it's mine and I packed it Out with my
sweet Sade All around the world Said it ain't where you from yo it's where you at Real niggaz out in Brooklyn, some niggaz don't clap It's real killers
it's just an ankle sprain Ain't no one could do it better More hits than Eddie Guerrerra The flow like Eddie Monster praying at the competitors It's mass
me now? I'm beamin' Yeah, it's me again, the guy from verse two Well, this the last one, it's almost curfew It's almost night out, so turn your lights
knows I need a favour tonight... x 2 could God do me a favour? really use a favour can I get it tonight? (repeat once more) {verse 3} It's like im,