Last Christmas I had COVID 19
And the very next day I still had COVID 19
Because it turns out that motherfucker stays for a while
This Christmas as the tree lights shine
And Cliff Richard sings of Mistletoe and Wine
I can’t help thinking ‘bout the Christmas that I could have died

It’s been nearly two years since this virus first arrived
And it’s easy to forget we’ve been lucky to survive
So far
So far

Last Christmas there was no vaccine
And very few treatments waiting under the tree
So I’ll raise a glass that my white cells did their job
This Christmas I’m at least double vaxxed
But the variants are coming out thick and fast
And I can’t help thinking ‘bout the Christmas that I could have died

Because all around me at this special time of year
Masks start to slip to sing a song of Christmas cheer
Too close
Too fucking close

Last Christmas I had COVID 19
And the very next year there is still lots to fear
But you wouldn’t know it from the tinsel on the street
This Christmas I’d love to let go
But the daily infection numbers grow
And I can’t help thinking ‘bout the Christmas that I could have died

Trying to eat a mince pie with no smell or taste
Hoping I wouldn’t be the next they’d ventilate
Too many Christmas dinners have less mouths to feed
This year

But we’ve survived

So far