Stag went down to Spamville
(Originally Devil went to Georgia, by the Charlie Daniel's band)
Strata went down to Spamville, looking for some orphans to keel
He left a bind-ing circle behind and was willing to make a deal
When he came across a young man humming some songs and singing em hot.
And Strata just jumped upon a nearby stump and said "Boy let me tell you what:
"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a song writer too
"And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you
"Now you make a pretty good song, boy, but give Stag his due:
"I bet a flute of gold against your sole that says I'm better than you."
The man said: "My name's St. Patty and it might be a sin,
"But I'll take your bet you're gonna regret cause I'm the best there's ever been."
Patty loosen up your tongue and sing with that voice hard
'Cos hell's broke loose in Spamville and Stag's dealing cards
And if you win, you get this lovely flute made of gold
But if you lose, Strata gets your sole (Which has your keys in it)
Strata opened up a case and said "I'll start this show"
And magic sparks flew from his finger tips as he losened up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made a demonic hiss
A chourus of black mages joined in and it sounded something like
this.
When Strata finished Patty said: "Now you're pretty good ol' son
"But if you sit down in that chair right there, I'll show you how it's done"
Fire on the moun, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
Strata bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat
He laid that golden flute on the ground at Patty's feet
Patty said: "Stag just come on back if you ever want to try again.
"I told you once, you son of a gun, the King's the best there's ever been."
Fire on the moun, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
Stag plushie: Wait, wait a second... why is it that I lost... I mean my song was clearly superior
Pat plushie: How the song goes, of course..
Stag plushie: But if I really wanted your sole, I'd just |-|4|)0|<3|\|! *Blasts the Pat plushie*
Now now...

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