Track 6 – St. Draco

St. Draco's coming down across the alleyway
Upon the Hogwarts train like a fake wand on parade
Light of a silhouette
He's insubordinate
Coming at you on the count of 1, 2...
Die Gryffindor!

My name is Draco and you better not wear it out
That little cockroach that the Mudblood warned about.
King of the Serpents, you could say so less or more
Sticking the needle in the vein of Gryffindor

I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for dark magical!

Illegal potions and curses on that bloke,
I am the son of a Black and other evil folk,
Raised in a manor under a halo of lights
Product of war and fear that we've been victimized

I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for dark magical!

Are you talking to me?
I'll give you something to cry about!
St. Draco!

My name is St. Draco I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one that's from the Slytherin house
A teenage assassin executing some fun
in the cult of the life of crime now.

I'd really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I hex you down ol' boy
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
I'm the resident leader of the lost and found

It's magical!

And quite evil!

It's St. Draco!

And that's my name...!

And don't wear it out!