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