

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] She wore black from neck to ankle But the shoes were fresh and clean Tiny lace along the veil Lipstick just a little too green Priest said "He was a good man" She said "He did what he could" But her eyes were on the casket Like it was stacked with wood [Chorus] "Take the gold teeth Take the gold teeth" She whispers by the flame "Saints can keep his soul tonight I'll just keep what pays my way" Rosary in one cold hand Calculator in the other sleeve "Take the gold teeth Take the gold teeth Leave the bones to burn Capisce?" [Verse 2] Forty years of wedding dinners Every bill she wrote in ink He kept smiling through the arguing Shining every time he'd drink Now she’s counting every filling Like a banker counts the till "Open up One last time He would want to foot the bill" (oh yeah) [Chorus] "Take the gold teeth Take the gold teeth" She whispers by the flame "Saints can keep his soul tonight I'll just keep what pays my way" Candles melt like slow payroll Ashes float like unpaid leave "Take the gold teeth Take the gold teeth Love is love But cash is king" [Bridge] She blows a kiss toward the furnace "Arrivederci Caro mio" Then tucks the little velvet pouch Deep beneath her mourning coat Neighbors call it sacrilege She just calls it severance pay Saying "He left me what he promised Bit by bit He saved the day" (hey!) [Chorus] "Take the gold teeth Take the gold teeth" She hums on the walk back home Shopping list inside her hymnal Funeral dress that smells of smoke Picture frame on plastic table Next to jars of saved receipts "Take the gold teeth Take the gold teeth ’Til the graveyard’s in the green"
Tags
Darkly comic cabaret over upright bass and brushed drums, male vocals with sly, storytelling phrasing. Accordion and muted trumpet add old-world Italian flavor; verses stay low and conspiratorial, chorus jumps with crooked, sing-along energy. Small-room reverb keeps it intimate, with bass clarinet fills in the bridge for extra mischief.
3:21
No
1/25/2026