[Verse 1]
Coming up the ladder, pickaxe in my hand,
Sweat on my brow, I had a long nap plan.
But as I step inside, what do I see?
A wide-eyed villager staring back at me.
[Pre-Chorus]
He’s stretched out, claiming my space,
No shame, no blink on his blocky face.
I built this bed, yeah, it’s my own,
But now it feels like I’m the one alone.
[Chorus]
There’s a villager in my bed, wide awake dreaming,
Trading my comfort for his emerald schemes,
Funky little freeloader stealing my dreams.
[Verse 2]
I try to push him, but he just won’t move,
His silent stubbornness throws off my groove.
My castle’s my kingdom, but I’m dethroned,
This is my sanctuary, not his second home!
[Pre-Chorus]
He’s got that smug, unchanging stare,
Like he don’t know or just don’t care.
It’s my respawn point, it’s sacred ground,
But he’s tucked in tight, not making a sound.
[Chorus]
There’s a villager in my bed, wide awake dreaming,
Trading my comfort for his emerald schemes,
Funky little freeloader stealing my dreams.
[Bridge]
Oh, the iron golems, they just walk by,
Don’t even help when I ask “Why?”
This is my world, I’m the one in charge,
But now this villager’s living large.
[Funk Guitar Solo]
[Chorus]
There’s a villager in my bed, wide awake dreaming,
Trading my comfort for his emerald schemes,
Funky little freeloader stealing my dreams.
[Outro]
Villager, Villager, take your trade elsewhere,
Leave my bed and my dreams, it’s only fair.
Tomorrow I’ll build you a house of your own,
But tonight, this bed is my throne.