[intro] They thought it was safe [Verse 1] Deep in the cradle, a star-flecked night, roaring vessel bath fuel in engines bright. Four stoic dwarves with braided, beaded hair, Checking the manifest with solid solemn care. “Declare your class!” intercom voice rang clear, Angelic in the corner grinning ear to ear. Eyes packed stardust, sparkling and profound, she dropped a revelation on the ground: “I chose them all.” heavy silence fell, The iron cabin locked beneath her spell. Helmets turned slowly through the shadows gray— “Hold on... is that legal,” the scout did say. Then from the dark, breath of pure delight, A ripple of sweet laughter in the night: He he he… boop! A slender shadow where a dwarf should stand— “By Karl,” one breathed, “we’ve brought a gnome to land.” He he he, boop! He he he, boop! tiny snoot in velvet suit! He he he, boop! [Hook] Oh, Angelic’s Chameleon Gnome Gang Gang! Where the flare flicker while picked axe iron sang, tiny fade cute mist in mystic emerald glow— He he he, boop! and away they go! Yes, Angelic’s Chameleon Gnome Gang Gang, With silvery laugh clap rhythmic clang, No spiteful tricks, stuck grand design, Bringing joyful light to deep rock mind! [Verse 2] drills plunged downward, chewed on a planet’s crust, passing soulful veins of ruby dust. Midst subterranean spires of glowing jade, The Digger’s radio crackled through the shade: “By the stash, come look! A creature tiny wise! Wait—three more stand before my eyes! blended like moss upon the cavern wall!” chameleon camouflage sovereign cover all. Behind each timber, crate, and lantern beam, A tiny smile dissolved into dream. No dark invasion, no malicious art, phantom smiles that fuel the storied heart. He he he… boop! [Verse 3] No heavy words thrown, no stony tempers flared, ancient lore and deeper paths were shared. gnomes spun shortcuts through the jagged slate, While dwarven muscle carried heavy weight. The glittering ore poured into bank a flood, A living harmony of stone and blood. clock spun backward as tallies soared, A mountain’s wealth into auto mule poured. The grumpy Digger laughed, his pride undone: “I hate to say it... but the little devils won me over.” He he he, boop! He he he, boop! Tiny hands gathered mighty loot! He he he, boop! [Hook] Oh, Angelic’s Chameleon Gnome Gang Gang! Where the flare flicker while picked axe iron sang, tiny fade cute mist in mystic emerald glow— He he he, boop! and away they go! [Verse 4] Scout soaring wide upon his grapple thread, An arc of grace where no angels tread. Then—THUNK!—sudden impact in the dark, A breathless silence swallowed every spark. From stone-grey moss, stone grey form began to peel, A hidden gnome impaled, sudden real. “I never saw him!” cried the panicked scout. The Engineer sighed and pushed aside His glowing scanner: “By the laws of sight, chameleon ghost woven of shade and light.” cave fell hushed. solemn thoughts came, heavy hearts chant lost traveler's name. such garish grief, hollow tears, weeping cries, sacred quiet under weeping skies. gnomes placed each pebble with reverent grace, And carved slim candles in that hidden place From glowing slime, whispering ancient rhymes, carry his spirit to more gentle times. “May every cavern weave a welcome home. May mossy kingdoms celebrate the gnome. And may your clever camouflage always Confound stale outlooks of ancient days.” He he he… BOOP! [Verse 5] then phantoms stepped past with glare, With sorrowed eyes, hats upraised in prayer. “O noble Gunner, spare a golden dime To build a tomb untamed by tide or time?” The coins clinked softly. humble tiny palm, But soon another came, with equal balm. And then a third, a fourth, a clever line— Seven collections in the deepest mine! The Engineer burst out in roaring glee: “Look closer, mate, at this catastrophe! The ‘fallen’ fellow drinks fungus beer— He isn't dead, he's standing hidden there!” The Gunner bellowed, “Scammed by tiny folk!” The gnomes shrugged, treating wrath as joke, Culture danced true, creator made the planet's wealth , Leaving stodgy dwarf to dark grumpiness. He he he, boop! He he he, boop! Tiny hustle, takes honest loot! He he he, boop! [Bridge] Immense spirits dwell in fragile frames, every weeping cavern sings a billion names. The stone is older than the crown of any king, still joy keeps us lighter than a swallow's wings. Gang Gang! Gang Gang! Through crystal vaults nature's music rang! Gang Gang! Gang Gang! Come camp the song the small folk sang! [Final Hook] Oh, Angelic’s Chameleon Gnome Gang Gang! Where the flare flicker while picked axe iron sang, tiny fade cute mist in mystic emerald glow— He he he, boop! and away they go! Yes, Angelic’s Chameleon Gnome Gang Gang, eternal dance where soul filled lighthouse hang, Unmatched in stealth, beautifully strange built band, He he he, boop! Finest Gnomish crew in the land! [Outro] Most adorb Gnome on earth Working hard for the loot Dwarves chortle, cracking smile Her heartfelt goal
