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