Top Songs By Neil Finn
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Neil Finn
Stimme und Gesang
Paul Kelly
Stimme und Gesang
Elroy Finn
Schlagzeug
Dan Kelly
Begleitgesang
Zoe Hauptmann
Kontrabass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Paul Kelly
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Bill Cullen
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Micheal Bradshaw
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Tod Deeley
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Bob Clearmountain
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hello Dan
It's Joe here
I hope you're keeping well
It's the 21st of December
And now they're ringing the last bells
If I get good behavior
I'll be out of here by July
Won't you kiss my kids on Christmas Day
Please don't let 'em cry for me
[Verse 2]
I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland
Stella's flying in from the coast
They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees
Even more maybe
But that won't stop the roast
Who's gonna make the gravy now?
I bet it won't taste the same
Just add flour, salt, a little red wine
Don't forget a dollop of tomato sauce
For sweetness
And an extra tang
[Verse 3]
Give my love to Angus
And to Frank and Dolly
Tell 'em all I'm sorry
I screwed up this time
And look after Rita
I'll be thinking of her
Early Christmas morning
When I'm standing in line
[Verse 4]
I hear Mary's for a new boyfriend
Well I hope he can hold his own
Do you remember the last one?
What was his name again?
What was his problem?
He never did get Nina Simone
[Verse 5]
Now Roger
Well I'm even gonna miss Roger
'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight
I pray to baby Jesus
Have a Merry Christmas
I'm really gonna miss it
All the treasure and the trash
[Verse 6]
Later in the evening
I can just imagine
You'll put on Junior Murvin
And push the tables back
And you'll dance with Rita
I know you really like her
Just don't hold her too close, oh brother
Please don't stab me in the back
I didn't mean to say that
It's just my mind it plays up
Multiplies each matter
Turns imagination into fact
[Verse 7]
You know I love her badly
She's the one to save me
I'm gonna make some gravy
I'm gonna taste the fat
[Verse 8]
Tell her that I'm sorry
Yeah, I love her badly
Tell 'em all I'm sorry
Kiss the sleepy children for me
You know one of these days
I'll be making gravy
I'll be making plenty
I'll pay 'em all back
[Verse 9]
I'll pay 'em all, pay 'em all
Pay 'em all, pay 'em all, pay 'em all
Pay 'em all, pay 'em all back
I'll be making gravy
Gravy
I'll pay 'em all back
Written by: Paul Kelly