The Devil & Bree

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