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  >> Static Item >> Lyrics >> Comedy >> ID #548344  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
My Friend Bruce Campbell
A goofy song set to the tune of Frosty the Snowman
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A Word of Warning...
The humor (or lack there of, you be the judge) of this piece is taken from the Evil Dead Trilogy starring the man, the myth, the legend, Mr. Bruce Campbell. If you've never seen these movies, the song will probably make little sense because it is made up of mostly in-jokes. If that's the case, sorry, but the song is still kind of funny. :)
One Additional Note to all those Evil Dead fans out there...
My cousin attended a Bruce Campbell book signing and Bruce actually signed a copy of this song and kept a copy for himself. It's now hanging in my bedroom. Thanks a million Q! Hey, I'm a dork, but I'm a happy dork. Enjoy...

My friend Bruce Campbell
Was a very unlucky guy
With a chainsaw hand, probably S-Mart brand
And with scars from head to thigh

My friend Bruce Campbell
Was crazy some did say
But the Deadites know, he was their foe
Many of them he did slay

There must have been some magic in
That old Necronomicon
For when he quoted passages
He knew he’d be Dead by Dawn

My friend Bruce Campbell
Was transported back in time
He still had his gun, so go ahead and run
Back home to Momma and cry

Down at the graveyard
With a boom-stick in his hand
He misspoke some words and the spirits heard
Spreading darkness across the land

He led the fight with Richard’s men
And the help of Henry the Red
But when evil Ash had stole the book
Bruce took care of that Evil Dead

Oh, my friend Bruce Campbell
Knew the past was not for he
So he took a drink and was back in a blink
Hail to the King, Baby

Slashety, chop chop
Slashety, chop chop
Dead witches on their backs
Slashety, chop chop
Slashety, chop chop
It’s a trick go get an axe!

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