The Blue Curse

Cinderella, Cinderella

Do you think a dress will make you pretty ?

Are you going to let those shoes change you ?

I didn’t give you things

For you to act like this

To treat servants so unfair

Don’t act like I didn’t see

You throw your food at she

How rude of you

I know what I’ll do

Go to sleep my dear

Tomorrow will be new

And you’ll learn soon

How to treat others

The way you’d like to be treated

Oh, you don’t like it ?

What a shame

I bet they didn’t like it either

When you called bad on their names

Now you’ll get a feel

Of how bad words hurt

When you don’t clean the dirt

Close your eyes

Fall asleep

Tomorrow you’ll wake up

To a nightmare instead of a dream

You’ll be the servant for a change

And you’ll have to clean, clean, clean

Until someone saves you

from this arrange