Christmas With The Devil

The elves are dressed in leather and the angels are in chains
(Christmas with the Devil)
The sugar plums are rancid and the stockings are in flames
(It's Christmas with the Devil)
There's a demon in my belly and a gremlin in my brain
There's someone up the chimney hole
And Satan is his name

The rats ate all the presents and the reindeer ran away
(Christmas with the Devil)
There'll be no Father Christmas 'cause it's Evil's holiday
(Christmas with the Devil)

No bells in Hell
No snow below
Silent night, violent night

So come all ye unfaithful, don't be left out in the cold
You don't need no invitation, no
Your ticket is your soul

The elves are dressed in leather and the angels are in chains (Christmas with the Devil)
The sugar plums are rancid and the stockings are in flames (Christmas with the Devil)

Christmas with the Devil
Christmas with the Devil
Christmas with the Devil
Christmas with the Devil
Christmas with the Devil
Ahh!

This is Spinal Tap
Wishing you and yours the most joyous of holiday seasons
God bless us, everyone