John Cale - A Child's Christmas in Wales lyrics

With mistletoe and candle green To Halloween we go Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship Lent comedy to shame The cattle graze bolt uprightly Seducing down the door To saddle swords and meeting place We have no place to go Then wearily the footsteps worked The hallelujah crowds Too late, but wait, the long-legged bait Tripped uselessly around Sebastopol Adrianapolis The prayers of all combined Tear down the flags of ownership The walls are falling down A belt to hold Columbus too Perimeters of nails Perceived the mama's golden touch Good neighbours were we all