We've heard the Devil went down to Georgia
looking for a soul to steal
But, he came from Canada in a blue canoe
The Olympics have revealed
With taps on his shoes and horns on his head
he danced a gig, it filled us with dread
His minions danced around him with glee
Twirling and tapping from what I could see
The cauldron looked like a three legged stool
The forth leg was broken, oh what a fool
But, it just didn't matter what happened inside
Wayne hopped in a truck and away they did drive
The real cauldron was found way down the road
Oh just kidding, was what we were told
The Devil's in the details, or so I heard
He's home in Vancouver playing the fiddle, how absurd
So, when he comes to your town, here is what you should say
Just yell go home, back up north ay!
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