Take some straw and clean it well
Get that shirt pa tried to sell
Fill up the shirt till it starts to swell
Build a good dummy or you'll go to hell
Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil rises to have his say
Straw men gonna lead the way
Save our souls on Dummy Day!
The children all gather in the village square
Bringin' rolly-poley dummies with the straw gold hair
The devil plays judge, though it doesn't seem fair
To pick one child for his fiery lair
Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil rises to have his say
Straw men gonna lead the way
Save our souls on Dummy Day!
A girl named Bree, who was kinda bad
With a short haircut and an deadbeat dad
Brought herself a dummy that was awful sad
The kinda dummy gonna drive the devil mad
The devil appeared in a puff of smoke
Made the strong kids cough and the weak ones choke
He sniffed and pawed at the old straw folk
Then opened his mouth with a creakin' croak
Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil rises to have his say,
Straw men gonna lead the way,
Save our souls on Dummy Day!
Now, the devil's voice is dry as bone
A serpent's hiss in a baritone
Breath like gin and acetone
Powerful like a pheromone
He called for Bree with a twisted sneer
But she said, let's get one thing clear
I've had enough of the hell up here
If you hadn't picked me, I'd volunteer
Everyone here just treats me cruel
No one keeps the golden rule
I may be poor, but I'm no fool
I'll take my chances in a fiery pool
The devil looked her in the eye
The girl who volunteered to die
Something struck him deep inside
And he fell down on his knees and cried
She intertwined her hand in his
And they went off to the black abyss
They say she found her happiness
Now every year (year)
On Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil and Bree come back to take
The ones who fill the world with hate
Judge their souls on Dummy Day!
Dummy Day, Dummy Day
Who's the dummy anyway? Oh
The devil and Bree, the devil and Bree
The least of us deserves dignity
And a straw man ain't no guarantee
To save your soul from the devil and Bree
Bargain Brain - The Devil & Bree Lyrics
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Take some straw and clean it well
Get that shirt pa tried to sell
Fill up the shirt till it starts to swell
Build a good dummy or you'll go to hell
Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil rises to have his say
Straw men gonna lead the way
Save our souls on Dummy Day!
The children all gather in the village square
Bringin' rolly-poley dummies with the straw gold hair
The devil plays judge, though it doesn't seem fair
To pick one child for his fiery lair
Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil rises to have his say
Straw men gonna lead the way
Save our souls on Dummy Day!
A girl named Bree, who was kinda bad
With a short haircut and an deadbeat dad
Brought herself a dummy that was awful sad
The kinda dummy gonna drive the devil mad
The devil appeared in a puff of smoke
Made the strong kids cough and the weak ones choke
He sniffed and pawed at the old straw folk
Then opened his mouth with a creakin' croak
Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil rises to have his say,
Straw men gonna lead the way,
Save our souls on Dummy Day!
Now, the devil's voice is dry as bone
A serpent's hiss in a baritone
Breath like gin and acetone
Powerful like a pheromone
He called for Bree with a twisted sneer
But she said, let's get one thing clear
I've had enough of the hell up here
If you hadn't picked me, I'd volunteer
Everyone here just treats me cruel
No one keeps the golden rule
I may be poor, but I'm no fool
I'll take my chances in a fiery pool
The devil looked her in the eye
The girl who volunteered to die
Something struck him deep inside
And he fell down on his knees and cried
She intertwined her hand in his
And they went off to the black abyss
They say she found her happiness
Now every year (year)
On Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil and Bree come back to take
The ones who fill the world with hate
Judge their souls on Dummy Day!
Dummy Day, Dummy Day
Who's the dummy anyway? Oh
The devil and Bree, the devil and Bree
The least of us deserves dignity
And a straw man ain't no guarantee
To save your soul from the devil and Bree
Get that shirt pa tried to sell
Fill up the shirt till it starts to swell
Build a good dummy or you'll go to hell
Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil rises to have his say
Straw men gonna lead the way
Save our souls on Dummy Day!
The children all gather in the village square
Bringin' rolly-poley dummies with the straw gold hair
The devil plays judge, though it doesn't seem fair
To pick one child for his fiery lair
Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil rises to have his say
Straw men gonna lead the way
Save our souls on Dummy Day!
A girl named Bree, who was kinda bad
With a short haircut and an deadbeat dad
Brought herself a dummy that was awful sad
The kinda dummy gonna drive the devil mad
The devil appeared in a puff of smoke
Made the strong kids cough and the weak ones choke
He sniffed and pawed at the old straw folk
Then opened his mouth with a creakin' croak
Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil rises to have his say,
Straw men gonna lead the way,
Save our souls on Dummy Day!
Now, the devil's voice is dry as bone
A serpent's hiss in a baritone
Breath like gin and acetone
Powerful like a pheromone
He called for Bree with a twisted sneer
But she said, let's get one thing clear
I've had enough of the hell up here
If you hadn't picked me, I'd volunteer
Everyone here just treats me cruel
No one keeps the golden rule
I may be poor, but I'm no fool
I'll take my chances in a fiery pool
The devil looked her in the eye
The girl who volunteered to die
Something struck him deep inside
And he fell down on his knees and cried
She intertwined her hand in his
And they went off to the black abyss
They say she found her happiness
Now every year (year)
On Dummy Day! Dummy Day!
The devil and Bree come back to take
The ones who fill the world with hate
Judge their souls on Dummy Day!
Dummy Day, Dummy Day
Who's the dummy anyway? Oh
The devil and Bree, the devil and Bree
The least of us deserves dignity
And a straw man ain't no guarantee
To save your soul from the devil and Bree
Writer: David Chevalier
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid