Cup De Grâce (extended)

Trouble's afoot, young squires And boy, howdy, do we need you now So let me break it down in more than a few short words 'Cause the island grew rather sour These old powers of yours can be handy in a few Travel coast to coast and bid your past adieu For they're cooking up a recipe for you and me But neither one of us benefits and you'll soon see, now A rag tag posse of goons From the alpines to the west Gone bitty batty boop in the brain, they've gone insane But golly giddy darn dunnit, this'll be your test Pace yourselves, pals, there's a moral dilemma For the lady you'll be saving will cost you a fella So is it worth all the troubles you'll endure today To sacrifice your little buddy, left to the fray? Help, young boys! Eat this delicacy i'm sure you'll enjoy Heed this warnings I employ I've grown tired of drifting outer space to come back to the isles What's a gal to do to come back in style? Give the gang everything you got With a giga-papapow and a whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop! This ain't your first and only rodeo, my dear, little Romeo Just for show, give your tips another go With a diddly-diddly-kikapow, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop! You're getting sugars and spice To pay the price of winning more than thrice! Make no mistake, you're not the icing on this delicate cake It's your soul he wants to take Ask yourself if I'm worth saving to be left on the shelf Well, gee willikers, guys, this is wild! Bring it 'round town! You'll make a mess to make it clean Start a showdown! For he's less delicate than me Show 'em how it's done! It's not a party when it isn't fun It's a hell of a run and gun! Take it back, dash attack, now! Parry for the angel within! You are the heart to the operation Takes a soul of whole damnation To bleed the Devil dry And of course, electrify! Be your best! Be the boss you had always been Let it rustle and tussle and a skeebap diddy do! A little spirit goes a long way For those dastardly calamities ahead I believe you owe me things to bake There's no time to procrastinate Fruits from fettles in skies above And then your soul to pull and shove It looks like fate made more than onions with all your remains It's quite clear that you're in pain Rotten and vile, he's got your spirit locked away in denial I've not hustled like this in a while! Bring it 'round town! Beware what happens underneath the ground Start a showdown! Take heed and dissipate the sounds of a fright Show 'em how it's done! It's not a masquerade without the chase It's a hell of a run and gun! Take it back, dash attack! Yeah! Let me rattle your noggin for a second now Well, the hill was never steady Get your clickers at the ready With a gunnin' and a runnin' and then a woop, woop, woop, woop! It started with a fatal crime, take the time Assess a little similar debacle of mine You've been around from coast to coast, and isle to isle You went in with a bang and a woop, woop, woop, woop! Subtle and suede, take it all as you may Make 'em pay, follow me, repeat after me now We don't need no safety nets! (We don't need no safety nets!) We got a bigger bang, finger bang, doin' that thing! (We got a bigger bang, finger bang, doin' that thing!) That's right! We don't need no safety nets! (We don't need no safety nets!) We got a bigger bang, finger bang, doin' that thing! (We got a bigger bang, finger bang, doin' that thing!) Let me out, I am locked inside Let me make myself clear, my sweet, little dear This biggest mistake is one lesson you'll have to take I'm trapped behind a lock and binds This is the end for your sensitive friend Let the orchestral chimes make haste with your dimes now Let me out, I am trapped in lies You had thought you were safe but your soul I will take For the final thing needed was you, what can we do? I'm trapped and doomed to bake alive Now run along, heroes, you're nothing but zeroes! 'Les you want to suffer the same, you'd be to blame! It's not a game! I'm not insane! Shame, shame, shame! You made it, boys, you saved the day Shut down this torture chamber, hey! The sun is shining through to Evaporate the gray He's got too caught up making hellscapes Mandates sprinkled with heart But it was dry His lesson learned, his café burned Stomped down and left to cry! They'll be there to take good care! They'll be zippin' and a-zappin' to the beat of the drum With a bit of the zip-dap-dat-doom-dadiddleedie Out with the brave! Tackle down with the brawn! Two iron fists make with the brigade! Now history is more than made! It's the story of two brothers making mince meat of the isles! Skidip-dat-do, cup de grâce!