Lyrics Tankard – The Story Of Mr. Cruel
Text:
You have a vision of bloodshed
My friend
Just go ahead
At the end of the night
Eagerly spreading fear
With your hands
Fever in the head
What a gruesome delight
Watching all the people die
Come on, come on
Choose a bomb, there ain’t no
No time to lose
It’s your private freak show
Take my hand
I’ll show you the way
To the land of hatred and insanity
Better pray
«Cruel» is the name they gave me
Sit tight, see it in his face
This game ain’t got no rules
Out of the darkest place
This is the story of Mr. Cruel
Sit tight, see it in his face
This game ain’t got no rules
Out of the darkest place
This is the story of Mr. Cruel
Burning down schools
Blowing up airplanes
In the name of war
Loser on a hellish run
Thousand miles away
Justice in the back
Mass murderer
Politicians don’t cry
Money always saves the day
Come on, come on
Choose a bomb, there ain’t no
No time to lose
It’s your private freak show
Take my hand
I’ll show you the way
To the land of hatred and insanity
Better pray
«Cruel» is the name they gave me
You have a vision of bloodshed
My friend
Just go ahead
At the end of the night
No one’s gonna ask you why
Take my hand
I’ll show you the way
To the land of hatred and insanity
Better pray
«Cruel» is the name they gave me
