When terrorists murder and rape for their God
Or seek glory as part of a suicide squad
Then it really feels odd
To think of the spirit of Christmas

When the holy land’s waging an unholy war
When peace and goodwill hold no meaning any more
What hope is there for
A sense of the spirit of Christmas?

Stop killing Christmas
Stop the killing this Christmas
Let’s end all the nightmares of children in cross-hairs
Let’s turn the swords into ploughshares
Stop killing Christmas
Stop the killing this Christmas
For God’s sake, please stop the killing
‘Cause it’s Christmas
Please, it’s Christmas

When your government removes your right to protest
Won’t call for a ceasefire, ‘cause killing is best?
Then might I suggest
That that’s not the spirit of Christmas

When you can’t speak of rivers and you can’t speak of seas
When you might get arrested just for marching for peace
Then maybe it’s time the police
Felt the spirit of Christmas

Stop killing Christmas
Stop the killing this Christmas
Let’s end all the nightmares of children in cross-hairs
Let’s turn the swords into ploughshares
Stop killing Christmas
Stop the killing this Christmas
For God’s sake, please stop the killing
‘Cause it’s Christmas
Please, it’s Christmas

So raise up your hands and demand it all ends
You don’t get carte blanche from the right to defend
I don’t comprehend
How this is the spirit of Christmas

So raise up your hands and raise up your voice
Raise them high and make the almightiest noise
So we can rejoice
In saving the spirit of Christmas

Stop killing Christmas
Stop the killing this Christmas
Let’s end all these nightmares of children in cross-hairs
Let’s turn the swords into ploughshares
Stop killing Christmas
Stop the killing this Christmas
For God’s sake, please stop the killing,
‘Cause it’s Christmas

Stop killing Christmas
Stop the killing this Christmas
For God’s sake, please stop the killing,
‘Cause it’s Christmas
Please, it’s Christmas
For God’s sake please stop all the killing,
Please, it’s Christmas