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Written by Beth Husband & Milan Miller
Red Desk Publishing (SESAC)/Songs From The Stillhouse (SESAC)

Milan Miller- Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Vocals
Justin Moses- Banjo, Fiddle, Mandolin, Dobro

Lyrics

He was a very welcome guest
Sent to spy for Santa Claus
But I never could have guessed
All the trouble he would cause
Till he gave the dog a lollipop
Ate cookies in the bed
Now I fear this mischief ain’t gonna stop
Till the Elf on the Shelf is dead

He dumped out all the flour
To make angels on the floor
Turned the clocks back an hour
Drew with lipstick on the door
Hid my keys in the tree
Used my phone for a sled
From this misery I won’t be free
Till the Elf on the Shelf is dead

There’s nothing jolly about his teasin’
Acts of treason in the holiday season
I can’t reason with his pointy head
One part folly, another part fool
I’ve lost my cool in the tide of yule
There’ll be no end to this ridicule
Till the Elf on the Shelf is dead

The children still won’t behave
Put them all on the naughty list
And I’ll go to an early grave
If this nonsense does persist
Each day starts with disbelief
Every night ends with dread
There’ll be no relief from this grief
Till the Elf on the Shelf is dead

There’s nothing jolly about his teasin’
Acts of treason in the holiday season
I can’t reason with his pointy head
One part folly, another part fool
I’ve lost my cool in the tide of yule
There’ll be no end to this ridicule
Till the Elf on the Shelf is dead

Instigator, manipulator, sneaky little perpetrator
Gonna feel so good to say “see you later”
When the Elf on the Shelf is dead