Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Cruel One , by - Children 18:3. Song from the album Rain's A Comin', in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 31.12.2009
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
The Cruel One |
| Flying over the counter, broken glasses on the floor |
| The smell of fear and two toned hair, and a smoke trail out the door |
| Counting back from a hundred, and they moved the show outside |
| Back and forth and front to back, to seek the ones that hide |
| They don’t want to be found! |
| They’re running from Cruela Deville |
| They don’t know she is the Mob, she runs this town |
| She’s all evil and she’s dying to kill |
| You don’t know |
| Sergeant Tibbs can you hear us? |
| Hear the howling on the wind? |
| Everybody’s nervous here and anxious to begin |
| There’s a spark at the curtains, taking our last place to hide |
| Tell all the kids on the playground to get on their bikes and ride and ride and |
| ride! |
| Oh, lest she find you |
| Oh, she is right behind you |
| Help me disappear! |