| 歌曲 | When Christmas Comes |
| 歌手 | Los Campesinos! |
| 专辑 | A Los Campesinos! Christmas |
| When Christmas Comes | |
| When I go home I will walk via tinseltown, | |
| down LED avenues, jingle bells all around | |
| Where they pluck all the stars from out the sky, | |
| and they hang them from rafters up on high | |
| I wished away the last year, it was the worst of times, | |
| audition for ass end of horse in village pantomime. | |
| Just to hear your voice calling from the back | |
| “it’s behind you!” oh yeh thank God for that | |
| Christmas Eve, torrential rain | |
| One single snowflake on this plain | |
| I held you in gloved hands | |
| and I’m not letting go | |
| New Year to November | |
| It’s looming near, it lingers close | |
| Into December, | |
| when Christmas comes, what’s lurking goes | |
| Saved hard all Winter to ensure your stocking’s full, | |
| joined the choir, took myself door to door | |
| making small change with all the carollers | |
| every mention of His name changed to yours | |
| A dream of you stood naked as Christmas tree, | |
| left unattended ’til second week of February. | |
| In the morning, you’re lying next to me | |
| Covered in gold, stole from nativity | |
| Can you hear it? | |
| Let the bells chime! | |
| Lift your glasses high | |
| for the Boy Child! |
| When Christmas Comes | |
| When I go home I will walk via tinseltown, | |
| down LED avenues, jingle bells all around | |
| Where they pluck all the stars from out the sky, | |
| and they hang them from rafters up on high | |
| I wished away the last year, it was the worst of times, | |
| audition for ass end of horse in village pantomime. | |
| Just to hear your voice calling from the back | |
| " it' s behind you!" oh yeh thank God for that | |
| Christmas Eve, torrential rain | |
| One single snowflake on this plain | |
| I held you in gloved hands | |
| and I' m not letting go | |
| New Year to November | |
| It' s looming near, it lingers close | |
| Into December, | |
| when Christmas comes, what' s lurking goes | |
| Saved hard all Winter to ensure your stocking' s full, | |
| joined the choir, took myself door to door | |
| making small change with all the carollers | |
| every mention of His name changed to yours | |
| A dream of you stood naked as Christmas tree, | |
| left unattended ' til second week of February. | |
| In the morning, you' re lying next to me | |
| Covered in gold, stole from nativity | |
| Can you hear it? | |
| Let the bells chime! | |
| Lift your glasses high | |
| for the Boy Child! |