If God came down on Christmas Day
What would he think what would he say
Would he notice all we've done
Or just the battles seldom won?
I think I know what God would say, if he came down on Christmas Day.
He'd say to every boy and girl,
'Where's the Oi I gave to the world?'"

Haji was a punk just like any other boy
And he never had no troubles 'til he started up his Oi band,
safe in the garage or singing in the tub.
Till Haji went to far and he plugged in at the pub

Twas a cold Christmas eve when Trevor and the skins
popped in for a pint and to nick a bag of crisps
Trevor liked the music but not the Unity
he unwound Haji's turban and knocked him to his knees

If god came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins-
but Oi to the world and everybody wins!"

Haji was a bloody mess, he ran out through the crowd
he said "we'll meet again we are bloodied yet unbowed"
Trevor called his bluff and told him where to meet
Christmas day on the roof West Fullerton Ave

If god came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins-
but Oi to the world and everybody wins!"

On the roof with the nunchucks Trevor broke a lot of bones
But Haji had a sword like the guy on Indiana Jones

Police sirens wailing, a bloody dying man,
Haji was alone and abandoned by his band
Trevor was still fading and still so full of hate
when the skins left him there and went down the fire escape

But then Haji saw the north star shining more then ever
So he made a tourniquet from his turban saving Trevor
and rapelled off the roof with the rest of the turban
and went back to the pub where they bought each other Jeppsons

If god came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins-
but Oi to the world and everybody wins!"