Paroles de Tinsel Town

So this is how it ends Here in Tinsel Town Three thousand miles From whatever went before And going down Christmas in the southland Lonely to the bone Hanging on To a promise that you made Long ago And I've tried To do my best And I've learned To live with nothing less All it's getting me Is deeper in this mess Of a chance Sunset Christmas evening Church bells in your ears Nothing's to give, boy And nothing's to receive This year So you walk down to the market Feeling like a lie A twelve pack of beer Will make your spirits merry and bright Tonight And I've tried To do my best And I've learned To live with nothing less Merry Christmas, boy And may God bless Your chance