The Christmas Song (Spammers Roasting On An Open Fire) Lyrics

Spammers roasting on an open fire
Yetis playing in the snow
Nanae carols being sung by a choir
Their voices blending high and low

Everybody knows some malleteers remain on guard
To make the chicken-boners pout
Our e-mail filters are rock-solid and hard
And Sam-o-grams are loaded to send out

We know that SPUTUM's on its way
They're bringing lots of LARTs and mallets in their sleigh
And all the anti-spammers wait with glee
To see what Santa SPUTUM tucks beneath our tree.

And so we're joyful on these holidays
We raise our glasses in a toast
Although it's been said in a number of ways
Happy Yuletide ... turn the roast.