Grumblewart's Moonshine (Full Song)

Made with my lyrics and arrangement. Performed by Suno. Feel free to distribute and use as you wish with attribution.
LYRICS:
[Verse 1]
In the heart of the forest,
where shadows entwine,
Lives Grumblewart the goblin,
with mystical moonshine.
His shack leans to one side,
its roof patched with leaves,
And beside him fat Whiffle,
a rat covered in fleas.
[Verse 2]
Grumblewart stirs his cauldron,
copper gleaming bright,
When adventurers march in,
seeking fame and might.
They brandish their swords,
eyes wild with greed,
But Grumblewart just wants peace
-the brew fills his needs.
[Refrain]
Oh, Grumblewart (Grumblewart!),
with your jug held high,
May your moonshine be potent,
your troubles drift by.
Whiffle gnaws on cheese rinds,
and you hum a soft tune,
As the heroes crash through your door,
like a storm in June.
[Verse 3]
He tried traps and curses,
fireballs and snare,
But the adventurers persist,
their armor magic and rare.
Grumblewart’s hat tips low,
frustration in his eyes,
As they spill his precious moonshine,
heedless of his cries.
[Refrain]
Oh, Grumblewart (Grumblewart!),
with your jug now smashed,
May your revenge be swift,
and you have the last laugh.
Whiffle will squeak in protest,
his whiskers all a-twitch,
Grumblewart make your offer,
your desperate last ditch.
[Break]
Under the keg's gaze,
he hatches a plan so sly,
To send these drunken warriors
where the lost paths lie.
He whispers to Whiffle,
“Draw up a faux map, my friend,
We'll send them astray,
lost forever in the woods’ bend.”
[Bridge]
So he spins them a tale
of a mythical beast,
a quest so impossible,
and far to the east.
They stagger and cheer,
their wits under the drink,
As Grumblewart grins wide,
"What great mischief" he thinks.
[Verse 4]
They stumble into thickets,
where shadows cover the sky,
Their compasses spin wildly,
and the rat's map lies.
Grumblewart listens from afar,
Whiffle by his side,
As the adventurers curse,
their foolishness now their guide.
[Refrain]
Oh, Grumblewart (Grumblewart!),
raise your jug once more,
To the fools who sought glory
and found only your lore.
May their footsteps echo forever,
lost in the thickest brush,
While you brew your moonshine,
their armor turns to rust.
[Verse 5]
And when the moon wanes low,
and the stars blink their mirth,
Grumblewart is at home,
drinking for all he's worth.
He sips from his jug,
content in the goblin way,
For the woods keep their victims,
and the adventurers stay.
[Outro]
So listen, brave souls!
a warning if you'll allow,
Never touch the goblin’s brew
lest your future be most foul.
For the moonshine if you drink
will rip your mind asunder!
You'll be cast into the woods
and forever will you wander.
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