Songtext zu 'Cup de Grâce' von DAGames

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!