| Tee off, brewed up and running
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| Oooh, long time comin'
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| You’re cordially invited squashin' sprites whilst run and gunnin'
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| Picture this, just a couple of cups
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| In a lot o' trouble, bubbling up
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| Yeah they went and made a deal with the devil
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| Should’ve heeded the kettle, now they’re stuck in a rut
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| Kids inside of Hell’s Casino!
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| Think they’d know better… what do we know?
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| Won so much had a mountain due
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| King Dice sure as wouldn’t pay the fee, no!
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| He’d clear their tab if they played
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| Clear the vault! |
| Or become slaves!
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| Struck a deal, made a mockery of fair trade
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| Let’s see how the dark lord does against some earl grey!
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| (Here's a real high class 'bout!)
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| Milk, milk, lemonade
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| Around the corner Satan waits
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| Suck it up, you’ve debts to pay
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| Don’t forget the deal you made!
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| Milk, milk, lemonade
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| All swept up on a gay tirade!
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| This beverage needs leverage to ever get away
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| This bargain really takes the pee, no?
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| Straws and shorts, no cap or chinos
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| Infernal bailiffs to pay our bail is
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| Hardly what I’d call a dream job
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| It’s two cups, one apocalypse, so
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| You’d best start ticking off your list of
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| Whining brutes who bucked mephisto!
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| Snapped in half and smashed like crystal!
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| Relentless monsters out to get me
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| I won’t be chided, I’m filled with pep, see?
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| I’m a rockstar, I got the moxie
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| To debt collect by demonic proxy!
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| AUTOPSY! |
| Call the coroner!
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| This crockery’s come for your soul, sir!
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| I got a plane, no flying saucer!
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| Don’t upset me, I’ll runneth you over
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| (It's a good day for a swell battle!)
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| Milk, milk, lemonade
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| Around the corner Satan waits
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| Suck it up, you’ve debts to pay
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| Don’t forget the deal you made!
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| It’s risky business when you’re playing devil’s advocate
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| This beverage needs leverage to ever get away
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| I’m serving up a little appetizer
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| Might I suggest a little taser fire?
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| Who ordered beelzebubbly’s darklings?
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| Can’t stand still my kill count’s sparkling!
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| How many enemies, I forgot, oh!
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| Uno, dos, tres, quatro!
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| No stopping all the noggins that I’m bopping
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| One lump or two? |
| It takes two to tango!
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| Shake me I ain’t exploding
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| Under cover, locked and loaded
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| No solo cup, co-op's open
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| Need a villainess quick to blow my load in!
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| Rosey cheeks and a couple of handguns
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| Pop a cork in your ass, don’t need no magnum
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| Champ ain’t bluffin', don’t misjudge
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| My teeny gloves can pack a punch!
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| (A brawl is surely brewing!)
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| Milk, milk, lemonade
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| Around the corner Satan waits
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| Suck it up, you’ve debts to pay
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| Don’t forget the deal you made!
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| This cup will lynch up half the town
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| To drag them all back down
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| Looks like I’ve joined your cult
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| Hope you’re prepared to meet your fate
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| Oh Cuphead, what do I do?
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| I’ve been mashin' on my buttons til my thumbs are blue!
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| But if I come a mile in a pair a your shoes
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| I’d probably be reachin for a share of your juice
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| I’m a star by killing monsters
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| Just one soul is all it cost
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| I’m not sponsored, you best call a d-doctor!
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| Peppering my enemies with energy shots
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| I’ll crush you flat, why try escape?
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| Leave you bobbing on the crest of the ocean spray
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| Hard to port, I’ll rock the boat
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| This sailor Jerry rigged the game!
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| I’ll send this captain to the morgue and
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| Then it’s on to kill a gorgon!
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| Haunted express? |
| So boring
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| Big red bully of a djinn’s out of fortunes
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| Power thirst usurps redemption
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| What once would abhor looks awful tempting
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| Cold-hearted, slashing my targets
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| Ice and a slice when I call your debts in
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| Don’t be blue, nothing personal bro
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| To break this curse I’ve ways to go
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| I’m dropping demons from A to Z
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| But I mostly just do H2O |