Violent Night (A Christmas Tale)

[Verse 1]
Silent night
Stars are bright
We're not stopping till the mornin' light
The inn is full
Pints are pulled
You're barely able to sit on your stool

[Verse 2]
The smell of petrol
The taste of ale
This is how we begin the tale
Silly games
Win silly prizes
You can't be stopped 'cause ya boy's beside ya

[Verse 3]
Tensions high
No reason why
Even on a holy night
A flash of steel
Flick of the wrists
You'll regret that you didn't miss

[Chorus]
You're in a holding cell on Christmas Eve
You gotta get out, don't you believe it
And make your way back hеr
Your way back to her
Make your way back to her

[Verse 4]
Follow thе stars
Through the bars
The walls lit up by passing cars
The outside world
It doesn't stir
You ain't go much, but you got her

[Verse 5]
They let you out
Slap on the wrist
You're still feeling a little pissed
To see her face
Your heart will race
There's no better place

[Chorus]
You're in a holding cell on Christmas Eve
You gotta get out, don't you believe it
And make your way back her
Your way back to her
Make your way back to her

[Bridge]
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah-eah

[Chorus]
You're in a holding cell on Christmas Eve
You gotta get out, don't you believe it
And make your way back her
Your way back to her
Make your way back to her

[Chorus]
You're in a holding cell on Christmas Eve
You gotta get out, don't you believe it
And make your way back her
Your way back to her
Make your way back to her

[Outro]
Merry Christmas, everyone
From Chubby and The Gang