Christmas Time In Hell - Satan



Well, I tell you what,

Maybe we'll have ourselves a little

Christmas right here

Come on everyone, Gather Round!



String up the lights, and light up the tree

We're gonna make some revelry.

Spirits are high, so I can tell

It's Christmas time in hell



Demons are nicer as you pass them buy

There's lots of demon toys to buy

The snow is falling, and all is well

It's Christmas time in hell



There goes Jeffrey Darmer,

With a festive Christmas ham

After he has sex with it, he'll eat up all he can

And there goes John F Kennedy, carolling with his son







Even Mao Tse-tung is under the spell,

It's Christmas time in hell



Adolf, here's a present for you



Yes, un Tannenbaum



God cast me down from Heaven's door,

to rule in hell for ever more

But now I'm kinda glad, that I fell

'Cause it's Christmas time in hell



Here's a rack to hang the stockings on

We still have to shop for Ghengis Kahn

Michael Langdon's hair looks swell

It's Christmas time in hell



There's Princess Diana, holding burning mistletoe

over poor Gene Siskel's head,

Just watch his weenie grow.

For one day we all stop burning,

and the flames are not so thick

All the screaming and the torture stops as we

wait for old Saint Nick



So string up the lights and light up the tree

We're damned for all eternity

But for just one day, all is well

It's Christmas time in hell



Got the clothes to gather, and make it quick

We gotta make room for Andy Dick

Wake his mother and ring the bell

It's Christmas time







Christmas time







It's Christmas time in hell