[Bold, swaggering]Oh they tell me I should whisper,Like joy’s

[Bold, swaggering] Oh they tell me I should whisper, Like joy’s a dangerous thing… They act as though a greeting Could make the mighty heavens ring. But I walk down that bright street, Ask the people face-to-face— Ninety-nine just laugh and answer, “Say it loud, you’re in the right place!” (Pre-Chorus — Dramatic lift) But the hedgehogs of ideology Keep bristling like attack dogs in the night— I’ve bent my back for long enough, Now I’m stepping in the light… (Chorus — Big horns, big voice) I want my Merry Christmas back! I’m done with all the tiptoeing and tact. Let the trumpets sound, the voices stack— I’m taking Christmas off the rack! No more whispering in the shadows, No more holding joy off-track— I want my Merry Christmas back, And I’m shouting it bold and brash! [Velvet swagger] They built a brand-new doctrine Out of smoke and sleight of hand, An emperor’s new religion That no real heart can understand. But the people on the corner Don’t faint when greetings fly— They just want peace and music, And a star up in the sky. [Big ramp] So let those hedgehogs spin in circles, Let them scratch at every track— I’m lighting candles in the darkness, And I’m never turning back… [ Even bigger] I want my Merry Christmas back! The bells, the warmth, the red and green attack. The fellowship that winter nights unpack— Yeah, bring that Yuletide thunder back! I’ll greet the world with open arms, No apology, no fear— I want my Merry Christmas back, And I’m roaring it loud this year! [ Slow, emotional, classic ] Let the snow fall soft and silver, Let the children laugh and play… This isn’t some rebellion, It’s the oldest holiday. And all I want is kindness, All I want is joy intact— A world where simple greetings Aren’t treated like an act. [Explosive finish] I want my Merry Christmas back! The joy, the spark, the sleigh-bell soundtrack. Let love and laughter lead the pack— No more holding tradition back! Raise the lights, let trumpets flare, Let the chorus shake the black— I want my Merry Christmas back— And I’m taking my season back!