Christmas with Satan Lyrics


Get out the mistletoe

Get out the holly

Wrap up warm

Don't be a wally

You've got a guest for Christmas

One not easy to please

Satanic to the core

And drinks gravy with ease

Christmas

It's all too much

Tinsel

Fire hazard

You've

Run out of luck

When you spend

Christmas with Satan

He takes his turkey dry

And is good at charades

Only signs his name in blood

On his Christmas cards

Don't expect a present

All you'll get are rats

And with those sharp horns

He'll ruin all your hats

Christmas

It's all too much

Tinsel

Fire hazard

You've

Run out of luck

When you spend

Christmas with Satan

Christmas

It's all too much

Tinsel

Fire hazard

You've

Run out of luck

When you spend

Christmas with Satan