[Verse 1]
Every night
In Jungletown
All the boogies in the street
Radios turned up very loud
Playin' Dancing Queen
They love our music

[Verse 2]
This English girl from the north somewhere
Is stayin' with me at my place
Drinkin' up all my beer
Talkin' about the poor niggers all the time
It's a real disgrace, she says
I tell her, "Darling, don't talk about things
You don't understand"
I tell her, "Darling, don't talk about something
You don't know anything about"
I tell her, "Darling, if you don't like it here
Go back to your own miserable country"

[Chorus]
It's Christmas in Cape Town but it ain't the same
All the boys on the beach still blowin'
And the summer wind still kicks the clouds around
[Bridge]
You know my little brother, babe?
He works out at the diamond mine
I drove him out there at five this mornin'
The niggers was waitin' in a big long line
You know those big old lunch pails they carry, man
With a picture of Star Wars painted on the side?
They were starin' at us real hard with
Their big ugly yellow eyes
And you could feel it
This time you could feel it

[Chorus]
That it's Christmas in Cape Town but it ain't the same
The stores are open all the time
Little kids on skateboards cut in and out of the crowd
Christmas lights still shine

[Verse 3]
Myself, I don't like to drink the way I used to, man, you know
It don't seem to get me high
The beer don't taste the way it ought to taste somehow
I don't know why
And don't talk to me about the planes, man, I've heard it
Just take a look around
What are we gonna do, blow up the whole damn country?
I don't know
[Chorus]
It's Christmas in Cape Town
That it's Christmas in Cape Town
It's Christmas in Cape Town