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Liberté Hell

Bret awoke in a cold sweat

All the way to his feet

His shirt felt tight around the chest

How odd, to bed he never wore than a vest

And where was Marie Loé

He didn't have a clue

He found his feet were tied to the foot of the bed

His hands were tied to what he thought was the bed head

He tried his best to wriggle free

For his efforts, he got a smack with a cane across his knee

Jesus Christ, is this for real

If it, is I'm getting a raw deal

Where is that French girl

Just then he felt a chill

He was struggling to remember her face

It wasn't much of a chase

The light was low

But he was all a glow

He was dressed from tip to tail, in navy blue

It was a French lieutenant's uniform; he'd seen one or two

In a uniform, he would not be seen dead

No matter the colour, he'd rather be wed

Careful what you wish for my boy

Dad's voice echoed in the dark, she's not a toy

There was a loud crack of a whip

We need to get you into shape if you are ever to be master of this ship

No need to worry Pa, my ambitions don't go that far

That attitude gonna change or your head will soon be in a jar

It will become the Casino centre piece

Setting an example to the next pretty boy face

Oh no, here we go, it was Bart's turn yesterday

And my turn tonight I dare say

A Halloween Band comes marching to the beat of a drum

Marie Loé chants, are you ready chum

What do you mean, am I ready

He was beginning to feel unsteady

A row of his exes dance by, doin' the Can Can

They put on quite a show, after all, he was their number one fan

Maybe this wasn't gonna be so bad

Every move they made, sent him mad

Dressed in their skimpy clothes

Shimmying from knees to toes

Suddenly the room was a blaze of light

He looked up and got one hell of a fright

Hovering overhead was a guillotine

The blade had an impressive shine

They tell me you are a cheat

And full of deceit

If that's true, it's time for a revolution

He was in a world of confusion

One crack of the whip

And she let the lever slip

He was awoken by a bump on the head

He'd fallen naked from his bed

Sacré bleu

What they say is true

The Halloween party has gone to your head, it's bright red

You should settle down, or your gonna wake up dead

His blood pressure was going through the roof

His brain raced in search of the truth

He wasn't sure, was it something Pa had said earlier.

Son, you need a little more sleep and a lot less time in bed.