You Signed a Contract

Don’t deal with the devil
A lesson that I learned well
When I meddled
Made a bet and now it’s settled
Say farewell to Elder Kettle

I’m on an adventure
Indentured
Fetching debts from sketchy characters

I’m a kitchen dish
That can dish it out
Quick, tip me over
And pour me out
I’m short and stout
And I’m rockin’ out
And I’m knockin’ out
With my pinky out

And I’m counting down
But don’t count me out
When you pick me up
You won’t put me down
Got the whole toon town on lockdown
And the list goes like this... (oh!)

Grim Matchstick
Dr. Kahls Robot
Sally Stageplay
Baroness Von Bon Bon
Hilda Berg
Rumor Honeybottoms
Cagney Carnation
And the Root Pack!
Goopy Le Grande
Djimmi the Great
Beppi the Clown
Ribby and Croaks
Phantom Express
Cala Maria
Three Mausoleums
Wally Warbles
Werner Werman
Captain Brineybeard
You signed a contract!

My name is Cuphead
Fragile, empty-headed, artful-dodger
Tricked by easy riches
Now I’m picking fights with monsters
Twenty times my size
(Oh snap!)

I’m sorry that I bet it all
I’m sorry that I have to hurt you
We both signed the dotted line
Now it’s your soul or mine!
(At midnight the clock will chime)

Face to face
With every loss I take
I learn the way the bosses change
And hey
They say that two can play at this game!
Uh-huh
Multiplayer aeroplanes
Oh brother, where art thou?
(Mugman!)

I’m sorry that we lost our souls
I’m sorry that I roped you into this
We co-signed the dotted line
Now It’s your soul and mine
(sing the chorus one more time)

My name is Mugman
Fragile, empty headed, Cuphead’s brother
Tricked by easy riches
Now I’m picking fights with monsters
Twenty times my size
(Oh snap!)

I’m sorry that we bet it all
I’m sorry that we have to hurt you
We all signed the dotted line
Now it’s your soul or mine
We signed a contract!

Snake Eyes
King Dice
Deck is stacked, dice are loaded
Yet I still survive

Don’t deal with the devil
A lesson that I learned well
Still indebted
So I rebelled
We descended
Made him cry and now it’s settled
Say goodbye to that darn devil
Swear the story’s not embellished
I’m a dish a bit disheveled
Relishing the bellows
From my fellow fiends of Inkwell
That I let go
“Hip-hip-Hoorah” echos
Turn the page and say
All’s well that ends well!