Did you ever see the faces of the children,
They get so excited.
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited.
They believe in dreams and all they mean,
Including Heaven's generosity.
Peeping round the door to see what
Parcels are for free in curiosity.
Chorus:
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is.
He doesn't know who Jesus was, or what praying is.
How can he be saved from the eternal grave?
Surrounded by his friends, he sits so silently and unaware of anything.
Playing poxy pinball, picks his nose and smiles,
Pokes his tongue at everything
I believe in love, but how can men who've never
Seen light be enlightened?
Only if he's cured will his spirit future level ever heighten.
Chorus:
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is.
He doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is.
How can he be saved from the eternal grave?
Tommy, can you hear me? Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me? Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear me? Can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
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