A song with a verse written from the perspective of the Gruffalo
lyrics
The big bad wolf was sitting all alone, said
with my reputation no-one wants to know
all I'm asking is, throw me a bone
my house of dirt, it ain't no kind of home
under the bridge the troll shivers and cries
when are you people gonna realize
I may be ugly but I've got my pride
the grass ain't greener on the other side
here comes the serpent, he looks downtrod
like he got shafted in a deal with god
all I ever did is share the things I know
you need a little evil if you're gonna grow
now let me tell you what really stings
you say my name, they say there ain't no such thing
every day I feel a little smaller inside
when they see me coming they still run and hide
I may have eaten this, I may have eaten that
You can cut me open, you can take it all back
they say I'm dangerous but they got all the power
they say I'm poison but I'm just a little sour
the big bad wolf he's sick of being all alone
with a big bad reputation and a pile of little bones
he's got big eyes he wants to see the world with
he's got big eyes he wants to mesmerise the girls with
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