Cup de Grâce

Trouble’s afoot, young squires

And, boy, howdy do we need you now

So let me break it down in just a few short words

'Cus the island grew rather sour

These old powers of yours could 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, 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 yourself pals, there's a moral dilemma

For the lady you'll be saving will cost you a fella

So is it worth all the trouble 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 these 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 mean

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

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 a 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

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, pal

We don't need no safety net

We got a bigger bang finger band doing that thing

We don't need no safety net

We got a bigger bang finger band doing that thing

Let me out, I am locked inside

Let me make myself clear, my little sweet 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 would bake

For the final thing needed was you, what can you do?

I'm trapped and doomed to bake alive

Now run along heroes, you're nothing but zeroes

Lest you want to suffer the same, you'd be to blame

It's not a game! I'm not insane

Shame, shame, shame!

They'll be there, to take good care

They'll be zipping and a zapping to the beat of a drum

With a bit of a zip zap dat doom dadiddleedie

Out with the brave, tackle down with the brawn

Two iron fists make for 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!