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The Devil Went Down to Tokyo by Jubai the Kensai (Edited by Joshlamont) A Filk to "The Devil Went Down to Georgia The Devil went down to Tokyo He was lookin for some souls to steal He was in a bind, cause he was way behind And he was willin to cut a deal Well he come across a young man playing Unreal Tournament, and he played it hot The Devil jumped in on Specter Mode And said “Boy let me tell you what I case you didn’t know it, I’m a gamin feller too And if you care to make a dare I’ll make a bet with you Now you play that game pretty good boy, but here’s the Devils course - I’ll bet a computer of gold against your souls Cause I think my teams better than yours” Well the boy said “My name’s Largo And it might be a sin But I’ll take you bet you’re gonna regret Cause we’re the best there’s ever been” Largo gather up your team and drop those evil creeps Cause hell’s broke loose in Tokyo And the Devil plays for keeps And if you win you’ll get this shiney Laptop made ‘o gold But if you lose the devil gets your souls Now Miho was there telefraggin' Those demons left ‘n right And Piro sniped away At every demon in his sight And Largo grabbed that Redeemer And he let out a wild whoop And then he turned them demons in soup But the Devil’s boys got their share ‘o kills and Largo said, “Well you’re pretty good ol’ son But just sit tight in that there chair And lemme show you how it’s done!” Miho’s got a flack cannon, run boys run! The Devils been fragged by the Redeemer sun, Piro made a headshot, don’t stop now, The devil started screamin no no no! The devil bowed his head Because he knew that he’d been beat And he laid that golden laptop right there at Largo’s feet And Largo said “Devil, come on back If you ever wanna try again But I told you once you freakin noob, We’re the best there’s ever been.” Miho’s got a flack cannon, run boys run! The Devils been fragged by a Redeemer sun, Piro made a headshot, don’t stop now, The Devils been bitch-slapped by Great Largo! For those of you who don't know the original song: The devil went down to Georgia He was looking for a soul to steal And he was in a bind 'Cause he was way behind And was willin' to make a deal. When he came upon this young man playing a fiddle and playin' it hot the devil jumped up on a hickory stump and said, "Boy let me tell you what: I bet you didn't know it but I'm a fiddle player too, And if you care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you Now you play a pretty good fiddle boy But give the devil his due I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'Cause I think I'm better than you." The boy said, "My name's Johnny And it might be a sin But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret 'Cause I'm the best that's ever been." Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard 'Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia And the devil deals the cards And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold But if you lose the devil gets your soul. The devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show." And fire flew from his fingertips As he rosined up his bow And he pulled the bow across the strings And it made an evil hiss Then a band of demons joined in And it sounded something like this When the devil finished Johnny said, "Well you're pretty good ol' son! But sit down in that chair right there And let me show you how it's done!" Fire on the mountain, run boys run Devil's in the house of the rising sun Chickens in the breadpan, picking out dough Granny does your dog bite? No, child, no The devil bowed his head Because he knew that he'd been beat, And he laid that golden fiddle On the ground at Johnny's feet Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back if you ever wanna try again. I done told you once, You son-of-a-bitch, I'm the best that's ever been!" He played: Fire on the mountain, run boys run Devil's in the house of the rising sun Chickens in the breadpan, picking out dough Granny does your dog bite? No, child, no.