Gold Tooth Grin

Scratch, scratch, the earth it bleeds. Something wicked planted like seeds. Shiny buckle, twinkle in the grime. You just woke up the end of time. Yo, check this story straight from the book. Heard a tale that'll turn your blood to fog. Leprechaun ain't no lucky charm. Nah, son, he's a backwoods butcher with a loaded Gun. Gold tooth grin a-gleam in the night. He stalks the shadows bathed in pale moonlight. Cross his path, and you'll regret the day. Your screams echo where the gold used to lay. Gold tooth grin, he's coming for ya. Lock your doors, pray to your savior. Rainbows end ain't a pot of gold. It's a blood-soaked grave, story told. Gold tooth grin, he's coming for ya. He's hungry for a soul and wants it raw. He lurks in the shadows where few men go. He will trap your soul, and then he will Throw. I met a little guy, had a grin. Said he'd grant me wishes wild as the sea. Said, "Sign right here, just a little pact." Didn't read the fine print. Now I can't turn back. He's got me slaving, digging in the dirt, For gems, for jewels, and I'm getting hurt. He's got a twisted grin. He's cracking the whip. "Dig faster, human, or you'll feel the rip." Gold tooth grin, he's coming for ya. Lock your doors, pray to your savior. Rainbows end ain't a pot of gold. It's a blood-soaked grave, story told. Gold tooth grin, he's coming for ya. He's hungry for a soul and wants it raw. He lurks in the shadows where few men go. He will trap your soul, and then he will Throw. Forget your folklore, forget your lucky Charm. This ain't no cereal mascot triggering false Alarm. This is the real deal, the ancient evil's Here. He drinks the moonshine brewed from human Fear. I'll tear your limbs off, want my bloody Wand. He'll wear your skull like a victory wand. So run and hide, pray for the dawn. 'Cause when the leprechaun comes, you're already Gone. Gold tooth grin, he's coming for ya. Lock your doors, pray to your savior. Rainbows end ain't a pot of gold. It's a blood-soaked grave, a story told. Gold tooth grin, he's coming for ya. He's hungry for a soul and wants it raw. He lurks in the shadows where few men go. He will trap your soul, and then he will Throw. Gold tooth, he sees you. Gold Tooth, gold tooth, he's behind you. Gold tooth Grin. Gold tooth Grin. Gold tooth, grin. Gold tooth grin. Gold tooth Grin. Gold tooth grin.