Christmas With The Devil - Spinal Tap

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)

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 Evils 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