It's the first Christmas I've spent alone
Since you left me
There's no one but robots to witness
The tears on my face
And nothing but their cold metal arms
To console me
Since I'm spending Christmas alone and in space
In the spaceship, there's no room for trees or for presents
And no one to sit with and talk by the fireside
And out of the portholes I see
Endless black heavens
And I'm cursing all my mistakes and your foolish pride
Christmas in space, Christmas in space
Oh I'm wishing that I could spend it back
With you and the human race
I'm tired of powdered dinners
My life here it seems like a waste
Don't wanna spend Christmas alone, and in space
I got drunk the first eight days of Christmas
With Unit Seven
And was layed up in the infirmary for days
And I wish I could call you up and say
That I'm sorry
But there's no frequency for phonecalls on Christmas, in space