[[Verse 1]] Deep in the dungeon where the air smells of doom, Lives a creature of legend: the sentient broom. It slides and it squelches, with no face or name, But cross its path, and you'll leave in shame. [[Chorus]] Oh, the mighty Cube, with its gelatinous gleam, Cleaning the dungeon of every adventurer's dream. It swallows your armor, your sword, and your shoe, But all it really wants is a friend that’s true. [[Verse 2]] They say it's a monster, a terror, a plight, But it’s just doing chores, morning, noon, and night. It eats all the grime and the dungeon’s debris, A janitor of justice, slimy and free. [[Chorus]] Oh, the mighty Cube, with its gelatinous gleam, Cleaning the dungeon of every adventurer's dream. It swallows your armor, your sword, and your shoe, But all it really wants is a friend that’s true. [[Bridge] Oh, ooooooohhh Cube-y, Cube-y, why do they fear? When all you’ve ever wanted was a single cheer! (Through caverns and crypts, you glide with pride,) Unseen hero of the dungeon, take it all in stride... [[Final Chorus]] [Strong Bagpipe Presense] Oh, the mighty Cube, with its gelatinous gleam, Cleaning the dungeon of every adventurer's dream. It swallows your armor, your sword, and your shoe, But all it really wants is a friend that’s true...
