There Are No Lights on Our Christmas Tree Lyrics

THERE ARE NO LIGHTS ON OUR CHRISTMAS TREE
The Seekers

The time has come for festivity,
For Christmas pudding and revelry;
But as I passed a house the other night
I heard this little voice, so clear and bright.
There are no lights on our Christmas tree;
We must not spoil the tele-vee.
No party games, no mistletoe;
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go.

'Bout once a year I become a square;
I love to feel the tinsel in my hair.
I love to hear the songs of days gone by;
But Dad and me, we don't see eye to eye.

The Christmas crackers from Uncle Alf,
They lie unopened upon the shelf.
Dad has forbid them, but we're hoping he
Will think the bangs come from "N.Y.P.D."
There are no lights on our Christmas tree;
We must not spoil the tele-vee.
No party games, no mistletoe;
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go.

(Instrumental bridge)

Some carol singers came to our door;
I've never seen Dad so mad before.
He grabbed the leader by the coat,
And tried to ram his lantern down his throat.

When I grow up to be a man,
There'll be no television in my plan.
With laughter gay, my house will ring;
I never want to hear my family sing...
There are no lights on our Christmas tree;
We must not spoil the tele-vee.
No party games, no mistletoe;
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go.

There are no lights on our Christmas tree;
We must not spoil the tele-vee.
No party games, no mistletoe;
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go.

No party games, no mistletoe;
Just whistle "Wenceslas," and out you go.

(Whistling of "Good King Wenceslas" and fade)