Lyrics
Verse 1
Deep in the dungeon where the torches flicker low
Found a chest of polished oak with golden trim aglow
Sittin' all alone on a pedestal of stone
No skeletons around it and the rats have all flown
Pre-Chorus
And I heard a whisper from the back of my mind
"Sounds about right, let's leave it behind"
Chorus
But treasure's treasure ain't no time for being clever
Lock's right there and I could use some shiny new leather
What's the worst that could occur?
It's just a chest it doesn't stir
Probably not a mimic no not this one for sure
Probably not a mimic
Verse 2
Jake the Rogue said touch it, see what happens next
Elara the Cleric said she's got a hunch she's hexed
Thorn the Fighter's counting every copper piece in sight
I said "Watch me poke it with a stick, I'll be alright"
Pre-Chorus
And the stick went in and the stick came back
No teeth marks on the splinters not a single crack
Chorus
So treasure's treasure ain't no time for being clever
Lock's right there and I could use some shiny new leather
What's the worst that could occur?
It's just a chest it doesn't stir
Probably not a mimic no not this one for sure
Probably not a mimic
Bridge
I put my hand upon the latch
The room went silent not a scratch
And then it blinked
Chorus
Not treasure's treasure that was never very clever
Lost a hand guess I won't be tying new leather
That's the worst that could occur
That chest it DEFINITELY did stir
Absolutely was a mimic yes this one for sure
Absolutely a mimic


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