Count down from three to one A new year has just begun again High grounds and winter sun Cold wind and frosty violins Will put everything back into place And bring peace upon the gods who dare to test us From down under deep out into space Hope everyone got what they asked for christmas Hey hey the king is dead Won't someone make the music stop While we danced among ourselves They went and chopped his head right off Your hand will hold the ace of spades We will forget the melodies that haunt us Reindeers will go on holiday As we rely on yet another chorus To put everything back into place And bring peace upon the gods who dare to test us From down under deep out into space Hope everyone got what they asked for christmas