About this song
Click clack, mind your purse. This little skeleton rogue is only passing through, but your valuables might not be. He'll snap a finger off to pick a lock, all to feed his hungry ghoul family back in the swamp.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Click clack, mind your purse. I'm only passing through. That watch was never yours, and now it's mine. Thank you. [Verse 2] Back home in Urborg swamp my tiny family waits, ghouls with giant appetites and nothing on their plates. [Chorus] No score too small, no purse too big, I'll rob a king, I'll rob a pig. You feel the sting the moment it's gone. I'm a pile of bones, and then I'm gone. [Verse 3] I snap a finger off to pick the iron lock. Your brandy pours right through my ribs, your gold is in my sock. [Chorus] No score too small, no purse too big, I'll rob a king, I'll rob a pig. You feel the sting the moment it's gone. I'm a pile of bones, and then I'm gone. [Outro] Click clack. Mind your purse.
