The bugles play,
a happy day
it was in FF town.
The trumpets blare,
and the sun's almighty glare,
cast not a single frown.
But late one morn,
over the fields of corn,
a bawdy demon cried shrill.
In one move he leapt,
and the angels wept,
as the server did he kill.
So poor FF town
was full of frowns
as the server went to hell.
a happy day
it was in FF town.
The trumpets blare,
and the sun's almighty glare,
cast not a single frown.
But late one morn,
over the fields of corn,
a bawdy demon cried shrill.
In one move he leapt,
and the angels wept,
as the server did he kill.
So poor FF town
was full of frowns
as the server went to hell.



