(Intro)
He was a prodigy boy in a school of prestige,
Groomed for gold and stocks by society’s decree.
But when Father took him hunting — oh, what a thrill…
To watch a creature tremble right before the kill.
Books of anatomy soon replaced his toys,
And fear became music — his favorite noise.
From scholar to slayer, he rose with delight…
And even death itself couldn’t stop his bite.
(Verse 1)
Click-clack go the polished shoes, echo down the hall,
Top hat tipping forward as he leans against the wall.
Lanky like a scarecrow, stitched from sin and thread,
No pupils in his sockets — just a grin instead.
He used to charm the masses, now he charms the dead,
A gentleman of chaos resurrected in your head.
No pulse? No problem. His hobby’s still the same…
He’ll pamper you with dread before he starts the game.
(Pre-Chorus)
Careful now, don’t lose your stance,
He just adores a victim who can’t dance.
Step left, step right — oh, how cute you try!
But sooner or later… everybody dies.
(Chorus)
He’s the Smiling Gentleman, maestro of despair,
Spinning through the moonlight with your sanity to share.
No eyes to show mercy, no voice to make a sound —
But once he tilts his hat to you… never turn around!
(Verse 2)
Hear that creaking in the rafters? That’s his little tune,
Bending like a puppet ‘neath the silver of the moon.
Pinky up with elegance, manners sharp as knives,
He’ll offer you a waltz — the last one of your life.
He’ll study every tremble with that empty gaze,
Collecting sheer hysteria like records he displays.
Don’t faint too early, darling, don’t give in just yet —
Your panic is a vintage wine he hasn’t tasted wet.
(Bridge)
You think he wants to kill you quick?
Oh, no… he’d rather watch.
Every twitch. Every plea. Every broken thought.
(Final Chorus)
He’s the Smiling Gentleman, born of silk and vice,
A legacy of terror wrapped in charm and ice.
No heartbeat in his chest — but your pulse is his crown.
And when you feel him breathing close… never turn around.
(Outro)
Shhh… stand still.
He likes you better when you’re quiet.
(Final)
Lalá-lalalá, Lalá-larará
Lalá-lalalá, Lalá-larará
Your turn!
Lalá-lalalá, Lalá-larará
Lalá-lalalá, Lalá-larará
Hahah! Good night...
