The Devil called down to
Georgia
He was lookin' for some votes to steal
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind
And he had written the Art of the Deal
When he came across a State Official
Doin’ his job and keepin’ notes,
And the Devil jumped on the White House line
And said, "Boy, I want them votes!
"I guess you didn't know
it, but I'm a hard-ball player, too
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a deal with you
Now you count pretty good numbers, boy, but give the Devil his due
I'll bet a pardon of gold against your soul
'Cause I know I'm better than
you"
The man said, "My name's
Bradford,
I speak for Georgia’s Crowd,
But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret
'Cause the numbers here are sound.
Raffensperger, take that
call, but hold your ground real hard,
'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards
And if you win and stand up tall, you’ll safeguard every poll,
But if you lose, the Devil gets your soul
The Devil opened up his case
and he said, "I'll start this show"
And insults, lies, and pressure came at Brad to bring him low
And he made some implications that poor Brad committed crimes,
And a band of demon Senators joined
in, to spread the slime
When the Devil finished
Bradford said, "Your numbers aren’t there
We’ve counted all votes faithfully,
and you’re full of hot air
"We counted in Atlanta,
in the ‘burbs and by the sea
In Savannah, down in Macon,
Marietta, and in Lee,
The votes have all been counted, poll workers have my thanks,
We re-checked, and we’ve Certified,
and you’ve run out of pranks.
The Devil bowed his head
because he knew that he'd be beat
The efforts in the Senate were now doomed to see defeat,
Brad said, "Devil, just come on back if you ever wanna try again
But it’s said and done, you son of a bitch
You’ll be heading for the Pen!
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