(Guest/McKean/Reiner/Shearer)
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 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