Endless Refrain - Christmas Down Under (Official Lyric Video)

"Christmas In July" dropping 14th July features 10 rockin Christmas songs for those who celebrate Christmas in July and those who love Christmas songs all year round. The second song on the album is a uniquely original Australian Christmas song.

Christmas Down Under

The aircon blowing cold air is as close
as Aussies get to a wintery wonderland
months of cobwebs are in the fireplace
as two blowflies crawl up the wall in a race

Fresh cream on the pavlova is as white
as a Christmas down under gets
where everyone is wearing thongs
and the head chef wields a pair of tongs

Christmas down under is a sweaty event
With plastic tablecloths, real extravagant
We look forward to the boxing day sales
By then we’ll still feel like, like, whales

The BBQ sizzles with sausages and steak,
the Christmas cake iced to perfection I can’t wait
kids run through the sprinklers with delight,
the rellies in ugly tshirts are a sight

Christmas at the beach, swatting flies
catching waves on the incoming tide,
kangaroos shelter from the summer heat,
we like our carols loud with a rockin' beat.

Christmas down under is a sweaty event
With plastic tablecloths, real extravagant
We look forward to the boxing day sales
By then we’ll still feel like, like, whales

Sunburned noses and laughter abound,
crackers pop with a cheerful sound,
a sweaty Christmas, uniquely ours,
forget the mistletoe give us gum tree flowers.

So raise a glass with an Aussie cheer,
embracing Summer at this time of year,
from the beach to the outback plains,
we'll sing carols about Christ who reigns.

Christmas down under is a sweaty event
With plastic tablecloths, real extravagant
We look forward to the boxing day sales
By then we’ll still feel like, like, whales

No mittens or scarfs,
the cracker jokes, barely a laugh
the white Christmases are only on TV
across the pond in the land of the free

We chill in the inflatable kiddies pool,
while our neighbours listen to our stereo,
the Christmas lights are beautiful on the tree
but under the Southern Cross is home to me.

Christmas under the Southern Cross is home to me.

Christmas down under is a sweaty event
With plastic tablecloths, real extravagant
We look forward to the boxing day sales
By then we’ll still feel like, like, whales

Sunburned noses and laughter abound,
No mittens or scarfs,
the cracker jokes, barely a laugh
the white Christmases are only on TV
across the pond in the land of the free

We chill in the inflatable kiddies pool,
while our neighbours listen to our stereo,
the Christmas lights are beautiful on the tree
but under the Southern Cross is home to me.

Christmas under the Southern Cross is home to me.

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