The Ballad Of Crawly

(Verse 1) In the heart of the mall, where shoppers roam, There's a little wizard, with a fishnet for a wand, Crawly's his name, mischief his game, Three feet of trouble, and a waddle to his fame. (Chorus) Crawly the Mall Wizard, causing a fuss, Medieval music when he's making a fuss. Bothering the locals with his skittish charm, Crawly the Mall Wizard, causing alarm. (Verse 2) Brave as can be, though skittish in stride, Crawly's on a quest, with nothing to hide. Through the food court and the shops so grand, Crawly's causing chaos, with his green-cloaked stand. (Chorus) Crawly the Mall Wizard, causing a fuss, Medieval music when he's making a fuss. Bothering the locals with his skittish charm, Crawly the Mall Wizard, causing alarm. (Bridge) Fishnet wand in hand, a mischievous gleam, Crawly's on the move, causing quite a scene. Old-timey tunes echo through the hall, Crawly the Mall Wizard, in his own medieval ball. (Verse 3) Never one to fear, though small in size, Crawly's antics never fail to surprise. With a wink and a giggle, off he goes, Through the mall, where his skittish spirit flows. (Chorus) Crawly the Mall Wizard, causing a fuss, Medieval music when he's making a fuss. Bothering the locals with his skittish charm, Crawly the Mall Wizard, causing alarm. (Grandiose Musical Break) (Outro) So here's to Crawly, the little green sprite, In the mall, where his mischief takes flight, Crawly the Mall Wizard, a legend in his own right, In the realm of the mall, where day turns to night.