New Year‘s Warning

X-mas is gone and so is your head
You spent the last seven days wrapped up in bed
As you listen to me on your new hi-fi stacker
Your mum receives the bill, let‘s pull another cracker
But the crackers are gone, and the turkey‘s expired
What you did at the office party, you‘ll probably be fired
You would have been fine with Tracey, or even with Sharon
But in front of the boss, and with Darren!
Your nuts are being roasted on that open fire
Aled Jones has been strangled and so has the choir
Yes X-mas has gone and here is the new year‘s warning
Alkaselzer, pint of water or bad head in the morning
A man who knows about bad heads this year displays the blinder
In the name of the father, it‘s my man, Shaun Ryder!