Don't say it at the table
by Richard & Claude
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- Richard & Claude
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- Richard & Claude
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- April 19, 2026
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[Intro - Bodhran stomp, fiddle builds in] [Verse 1 - Male Lead, Baritone] Gather 'round the table, let me tell you how it goes There's a word we do not utter and a name we don't propose For the die upon the table has a memory and a mind And the words you speak above it are the curse you leave behind [Pre-Chorus - Building] The die came up, the die came low The whole damn table watched it go [Chorus - Full group, stomping] Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it at the table Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it if you're able The words will curse the wood, the wood will curse the roll And the die will take your gold, and the die will take your soul Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it at the table [Verse 2 - Male Lead] Now Hawk the Rogue was nocking up a shot he couldn't miss Disintegration arrow, and he turned to us and hissed "Brothers, I have got this, there's no way I'll roll a —" Well the arrow left his bowstring and it did not go where it ought [Pre-Chorus] The die came up, the die came low The whole damn table watched it go [Chorus] Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it at the table Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it if you're able The words will curse the wood, the wood will curse the roll And the die will take your gold, and the die will take your soul Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it at the table [Verse 3 - Male Lead, grimmer] Aldric took it in the britches, thirty-four clean through Looked at Hawk with murder but the die weren't done, 'twas true Turned to swing at nothing and the curse was still in flight Poor Xarius the Dwarf took twenty-two that night [Pre-Chorus - held, tension] The die came up, the die came slow The whole damn table watched it go [Chorus] Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it at the table Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it if you're able The words will curse the wood, the wood will curse the roll And the die will take your gold, and the die will take your soul Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it at the table [Bridge - Slower, reverent, sparse instrumentation] Now Cyrus at the arena spun the wheel to take his fate Sixteen years of labor or a champion's gate Closed his eyes and rolled the bones, came up eleven fair But a one and one together is the oldest curse there He cried out to the heavens and he begged for grace to spare And it took him nine whole favors of the gods to get him there The die came up a twenty when the gods had paid his debt 'Cause the words you do not speak are the only mercy left [Verse 4 - Male Lead, ominous] Now the new lad at the table, he don't know the rule He looked around the party like we're playing him the fool He said "what's the big deal, what's the harm, what's the fuss? Just roll the bloody dice and tell me what comes up for us — And boys, whatever happens, I'll be damned before I —" [Break - All instruments cut, single fiddle note held] [Chorus - Full force, fastest yet, shouted] DON'T SAY IT, don't say it, don't say it at the table DON'T SAY IT, don't say it, don't say it if you're able The words will curse the wood, the wood will curse the roll And the die will take your gold, and the die will take your soul Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it at the table [Outro - Stomping fade, group vocal] Don't say it at the table Don't say it at the table Don't say it at the table Don't say it at the table
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