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 was in no mood to deal.
When he talked some smack to this young man
Certifyin' votes that Joe and Kamala got.
And the Devil put him on speaker phone,
And said, "Boy lemme tell you what"
"I guess you didn't know it, but I'm certifiable, too.
And if you don't overturn the vote,
It'll be the end of you"
The boy said, "My name's Bradley, and no, you didn't win.
You lost the vote, you crazy dope,
Joe Biden's gettin' all sworn in."
Donny you're a one-term prez,
You got your ass whooped hard.
There'll be no Hell in Georgia
'Cause Bradley holds the cards.
And what you didn't count on
When you made your little call
Is Bradley has a Smart Phone
And he just taped it all!
The Devil should now bow his head
And admit that he got beat.
Pack his bags for Florida
And just give up his seat.
But he should come on back here
If he ever wants to try again.
'Cause we beat him once,
And that son of a bitch
Will stay a one-term man!