Ahh hahaha now put your hands up
There was once upon a time in another place
A super villian who no person dared to face
And his daughter was a girl so mean
A crazy little jester of only age fourteen!
So much furniture littered her abode
Her loyal brother who's likeness surely showed
Harley Quinn was what her mom was named
All the riches of the world is what she had claimed.
If you're short on money that's no fearful thing
Just take it from those who you dangle on a string
To those who feel that they want to bring me down
You'll just tidy up my gown.
Now, put your hands up!
Evil flowers
Steadily bloom
With an array of red and black doom
But the weeds who feel that they want to stay
They'll just die and and feed me the same anyway.
The princess held a love for a man
Of madness who wasn't very much her fan
But instead he chose his neighbor's girl
Of green who's eyes shone like a pearl.
The princess knew this and was filled with rage
She called the dogs that were locked in her cage
And she said in a soft voice to not be heard
"Make sure the green country is badly stirred."
Houses of the people were torn to the ground
So many voices would no longer make a sound
The people who had suffered so much pain
Didn't get pity from the one who'd slain.
"Oh, it's game time."
Evil flowers
Steadily bloom
With an array of bloodied doom
Even though the flower is so very refined
The thorns had driven it's garden to decline.
To defeat the princess was no easy task
But the people could no longer wear their mask
Like a colony of bats they were led by
A masked crusader into the night.
All the anger that had built up over the years
Now consumed them without any fears
And her army was battered from the green war
Their attacks were not much of a chore.
Once they fell the citizens surrounded the court
The Henchmen ran away as time was running short
Little woman jester would never pose a fight
And she was finally captured in the night
"You're such a mean old man!"
Evil flowers
Steadily bloom
With an array of the funniest doom
How the crazy circus that she made for herself
Put this broken doll right back on the wooden shelf.
There was once upon a time in another place
A super villian who no person dared to face
And his was daughter was a girl so mean
A crazy little jester of only age fourteen.
She was to be punished at three o' clock
When the judge's gavel hits the block
The person who lived joyfully
Was bored in jail with no loyalty.
At the time that she was to be the blame
The judge's verdict finally came
Without looking to faces of the crowd
Said she with eyes in a shroud
"Oh, it's game time."
Evil flowers
Steadily bloom
With an array of red and black doom
Now the people speak of her without a second thought
That daughter of The Joker had recieved what she sought
