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 addle-pated 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 doughnut round that great big star
We might as well - I think it could be fun
Let’s swing around the sun.
Every 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 ‘cause 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 around the sun
Let’s 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 crazy old moon
We’ll go so far
to come back to where we are

It’s just another doughnut ‘round that 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.