Simon Rigoni - Lead Vocals, Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Handclaps
Fiona Broussard - Piano, Vocals, Handclaps
Mark Petrilli - Bass, Hammond Organ Vocals, Handclaps
Dan van Horssen - Toms, Vocals, Handclaps
Julia Bebenek - Snare Drum, Sleigh Bells, Vocals, Handclaps
Rhiannon Bright - Vocals, Handclaps
Rhys Rigoni - Handclaps
Lyrics
As a child we had a plastic tree
That boxed musty smell I still hold distinctly
So hard to sleep on Christmas Eve
Excited in knowing that Santa was near
Hey, is that reindeers I can hear
Lay awake waiting for first sun
To wake my parents to join in the fun
Presents piled so deeply
You could hardly see that plastic tree
Through my childhood eyes to see
Christmas meant so much to me
As an adult I dismissed Christmas
But for you I dressed as Santa Claus
Woke you, your eyes so wide
The magic flowed through both of our lives
That joy in your smile will stay with me 'til I die
We dressed a new tree every year
Bing, Bowie and Elvis filled our ears
And I'd walk you along the Boulevard
Where lights queue the masses in their cars
Through my childhood eyes to see
Christmas again meant everything to me
They took away my Santa Claus
The Easter Bunny oh he's such a fraud
Replaced it with mortality
A sobering smack of reality
They took away my Santa Claus
A brainwashed youth, yeah that's the cost
I passed the tradition on to you
Apologies whichever I choose
Perhaps in the years to come
When new life comes along
By then we'll all have virtual trees
We can decorate digitally
And lights hung from October for all to see
Commercially it holds no currency
Religiously I find it funny
Without a child’s eyes it seems, Christmas is lost on me
Without a child’s eyes it seems, Christmas means little to me
Without a child’s eyes it seems, Christmas means little to me
Christmas means little to me