Verse 1
Snow falls everywhere
Grandpa sleeps in the chair
Mum’s on her twelfth prayer
Spirits have the power
Yuletide season fun
Santa’s on the run
Fires the starting gun
Midnight strikes the hour
Chorus 1
Let’s find our peace together
Take away the guns forever
We must try to make it through the night
Verse 2
Christmas peace will chime
If the strip turns us on a dime
Who made 59?
Who’s not coming home?
A country built on a dream
The right to silence a scream
Land of the free
Enemy home grown
Chorus 2
Let’s find our peace together
Take away the guns forever
We must try to make it through the night
Praise your God, or revolution
The only way to absolution
This Christmas is to start to make it right
Verse 3
Is this what we intended?
Nothing’s been amended
You get so offended, but
You’ll be home for Christmas
Singing carols, without a care
Decorations everywhere
You maintain your right to bear
The burden of those not coming home for Christmas
Chorus 3
Let’s find our peace together
Take away the guns forever
We must try to make it through the night
Praise your God, or revolution
Steal away from execution
This Christmas is to start to make it right
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