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The Ballad of Bart

Of all the tales I've heard And all ballads that I've read It's one scary little word That keeps sticking in my head And unlike any other This sets all tales apart I'm here to tell you brother Of the one and only Bart Now Bart did most his livin' In the nineteen eighties Because was unforgiven Spent some of it in Hades Since Heaven didn't need him For his wicked little ways The Devil chose to bleed him For the rest of his days From the very beginning He was Satan's biggest pawn Cuz he does all his sinning At night from dusk to dawn You'd better catch your wind And prepare for his attack He'll pretend to be your friend And then stab you in the back If you haven't heard of him I thought that I'd remind you So like the rest of them Look out! He's right behind you

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