Swing Around The Sun

Christmas comes but once a year
And that’s a lucky break
For when it comes it leaves a trail
of chaos in its wake
Miles of scrunched-up paper
Yards of burning skin
An alcoholic vapour
Round the yellow-lidded bin

So when the day is over
and your relatives have flown
Sink into your sofa with
An addlepated groan
But come what may on Boxing Day,
don’t let a second slip:
For a grand new year adventure,
I know the perfect trip.

Let’s swing
Around the sun
Let’s head out there on January 1
We’ll ride around the circuit
By now you know the way
It’s an oldie but a goodie
It’s our fondest roundelay
so play a bar
From that well-worn repertoire
Let’s do another donut round the great big star
We might as well – I think it could be fun.
Let’s swing around the sun.

Ev’ry year’s a battleground
And some you’re bound to lose
It’s hard to turn your fate around
When fortune turns the screws
And if you come a cropper
and you’re feeling insecure
it might not seem improper
To decline another tour
But put your trust in travel
‘cos I’m here to testify:
This zillion tons of gravel
is the only way to fly.
And I bet some day along the way,
your faith will be restored.
Come sit beside me on the ride,
I’m happy you’re on board:

Let’s swing (swing)
Around the sun (around the sun)
Wrap this lap and start another one
And by my calculations
We’ll be halfway round in June
You should pack for all occasions –
don’t forget to bring the funky ol’ moon…
We’ll go so far
To come back to where we are
It’s just another donut round the great big star
Let’s clock up one more block before we’re done
Make this the greatest spin we’ve ever spun
Yeah, what the hell, I think it could be fun,
let’s swing around the sun.