October 1st, up on a ladder
hanging wreaths on the wall
shoppers look up, with eyes full of daggers
on their way through the mall

shouldn't you feel a little ashamed?
shouldn't you feel just a little to blame?
how could you be so lame?

Like angels, up above our heads
stringing the lights when you'd rather be in bed
oh angels, up above our heads
we don't wanna believe that it's already Christmas again

Up in the trees, hanging the lanterns
ribbons, tinsel and glass
holiday sales signs hang from the rafters
people wince as they pass

doesn't it seem just a little obscene?
assembling a plywood Nativity scene
three days from Halloween?

Like angels, up above our heads
stringing the lights when you'd rather be in bed
oh angels, up above our heads
we don't wanna believe that it's already Christmas again

The halls are all decked, and the line to see Santa
opens tomorrow at eight
people complain that it all seems too early
but I can hardly wait

tell me you don't feel some holiday cheer
I bet that you're secretly glad that it's here
let's do this every year!

Like angels, up above our heads
stringing the lights when you'd rather be in bed
oh angels, up above our heads
I wanna believe that it's Christmas...

Like angels, up above our heads
at work when you'd rather be sleeping instead
oh angels, up above our heads
I wanna believe that it's Christmas
(yes) I wanna believe that it's Christmas
I wanna believe that it's already Christmas again