Leighland Beckman - Bonhomme Lyrics

Look out everybody and all y'all
Here comes Bonhomme de Carnaval
He's an evil snow demon I been told
He's going to eat your childrens' souls

He's got eyes of coal and a heart of stone
He survives on souls alone
And he stores them in his demon gullet
He can't be killed by a sword or bullet

So grab your children and run away
Bonhomme de Carnaval is going to steal them soul today
Bonhomme

He slips aside his rainbow sash
He's got both a cock and a demon gash
And as you stand slack-jawed and stare
You're overwhelmed by the smell of tourtière

The lucky ones are the ones who die
The rest are enslaved in his dungeon of ice
And they're forced to march to his baleful song
You got no will when your soul is gone

He controls your mind and your destiny
He's building an army of soulless child automatons
Bonhomme

So grab your torches and your kerosene
We gotta burn Carnaval 'til it's clean
And if it seems like Bonhomme is a man in a costume
It's just an hallucination from the gas fumes

So shrug off his propaganda spell
We gotta send this demon back to melt in hell
Bonhomme
Bonhomme