The Devil Went Up to Brooklyn
The Devil came to Brooklyn
Looking for a soul to keep
Then along comes Martin
Walkin' down 11th Street
Martin told The Devil
He wanted to be famous
The Devil told him flat out
That he was an ignoramus
The comment made Martin feel
A little bit rattled
Then The Devil proposed to him
They should have a methane battle
If he is victorious
Then he gets Martin's soul
And if Martin wins the fight
He'll get his sphincter turned to gold
The Devil said the time time has come
For his gasses to ignite
Then The Devil, he bent over
And pushed with all his might
Martin, he just smiled
Amid the ring of flames
He told The Devil proudly
That he's through with playing games
He lifted up on leg
And stuck his elbows out
He knew it was a given
That he would win the bout
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
The Devil took out his paintbrush
Cuz' he knew that he'd been whacked
Then he painted a gold stripe
Right up Martin's crack
Then Martin told the devil
He knew he'd ace the test
Then he promptly gave the finger
And said never mess with the best
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Looking for a soul to keep
Then along comes Martin
Walkin' down 11th Street
Martin told The Devil
He wanted to be famous
The Devil told him flat out
That he was an ignoramus
The comment made Martin feel
A little bit rattled
Then The Devil proposed to him
They should have a methane battle
If he is victorious
Then he gets Martin's soul
And if Martin wins the fight
He'll get his sphincter turned to gold
The Devil said the time time has come
For his gasses to ignite
Then The Devil, he bent over
And pushed with all his might
Martin, he just smiled
Amid the ring of flames
He told The Devil proudly
That he's through with playing games
He lifted up on leg
And stuck his elbows out
He knew it was a given
That he would win the bout
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
The Devil took out his paintbrush
Cuz' he knew that he'd been whacked
Then he painted a gold stripe
Right up Martin's crack
Then Martin told the devil
He knew he'd ace the test
Then he promptly gave the finger
And said never mess with the best
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Take this
Credits
Writer(s): Uncle Baba
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