Lyrics:

spoken:
Bowie: Hello. You the... new butler?
Bing: Well, it's been a long time since I've been the new anything
Bowie: What's happened to Hudson?
Bing: I guess he's changing
Bowie: Yeah, he does that a lot, doesn't he? Oh, I'm David Bowie. I live down the road. Sir Percival lets me use his piano when he's not around. He's not around, is he?
Bing: I can honestly say, I haven't seen him. But come on in. Go ahead
Bowie: But, uh...
Bing: Come on in
Bowie: Are you related to Sir Percival?
Bing: Well, distantly...
Bowie: Oh, you're not the poor relation from America, right?
Bing: Ha! Gee, news sure travels fast, doesn't it? I'm Bing
Bowie: Oh, I'm pleased to meet you. You're the one that sings, right?
Bing: Well, right or wrong, I sing either way
Bowie: Well, then I sing too
Bing: Oh, good! What kind of singing?
Bowie: Mostly contemporary stuff. Do you, uh... You like modern music?
Bing: Oh, I think it's marvelous. Some of it's really fine. Tell me. You ever listen to any of the older fellows?
Bowie: Oh, yeah. Sure. I like, uh... John Lennon. And the other one with, uh... Harry Nilsson
Bing: Mmm... You go back that far, huh?
Bowie: Yeah, I'm not as young as I look
Bing: None of us do these days
Bowie: In fact, I've got a six-year-old son. And he really gets excited around the Christmas holidays
Bing: Do you go for any of the traditional things in the Bowie household at Christmastime?
Bowie: Oh, yeah. Most of them really. Presents, trees, decorations, agents sliding down the chimney...
Bing: What?
Bowie: I was just seeing if you were paying attention
Bowie: Actually, all families do most of the things that other families do. We sing the same songs. I even have a go at 'White Christmas'
Bing: You do?
Bowie: Yeah. And this one. This is my son's favorite. Do you know this one?
Bing: Oh, I do indeed. It's a lovely theme


Both: Come, they told me. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
A new-born king to see. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Our finest gifts we bring. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Rum-pa-pum-pum, Rum-pa-pum-pum

Bowie: Peace on Earth. Can it be?
Bing: Come, they told me. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Years from now, perhaps we'll see
(A newborn king to see. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
See the day of glory
(Our finest gifts we bring. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
See the day
(To lay before the king. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum. Rum-pa-pum-pum. Rum-pa-pum-pum)
When men of goodwill
Live in peace, live in peace again
(So, to honor him. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum. When we come)
Peace on Earth. Can it be?

Both: Every child must be made aware
Every child must be made to care
Care enough for his fellowman
To give all the love that he can

Bowie: I pray my wish will come true
Bing: Little baby, pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
For my child and your child, too
(I stood beside him there. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
He'll see the day of glory
(I played my drum for him. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
See the day when men of goodwill
(I played my best for him. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum. Rum-pa-pum-pum. Rum-pa-pum-pum)
Live in peace, live in peace again

Peace on Earth. Can it be?
(Then, he smiled at me. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum. Me and my drum)
Both: Can it be?

spoken:
Bing: It's a pretty thing, isn't it? I'm glad you came by to work on the piano