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Funny kind of night, funny kind of day,
tax collectors, child inspectors all in disarray;
funny kind of day, funny kind of night,
royal kings and lesser things align with dark and light.

TO GOD IN THE HIGHEST
BE GLORY WHICH NEVER ENDS,
AND ON EARTH BE PEACE 
AND GOODWILL
TO ALL GOD’S FRIENDS.

Funny kind of day, funny kind of night,
babies cry, traditions die and fear itself takes fright;
country folk enquire what is right or wrong
while above, in tongues of love, the sense is veiled in song:

Funny kind of night, funny kind of day,
first begotten, half forgotten treasure lies in hay;
wise men on the move wonder what to bring,
while innkeepers and light sleepers hear poor shepherds sing: