Jack and Jill went up the hill to

fetch a pail of water, so they say

the subsequent fall was inevitable

They never stood a chance

they were written that way

Innocent victims of their story

Like Romeo and Juliet

'Twas written in the stars before they even met

That love and fate and a touch of stupidity

Would rob them of their hope of living happily

The endings are often

a little bit gory

I wonder why they didn't just

change their story

We're told we have to do what we're

told, but surely

Sometimes you have to be

a little bit naughty

Just because you find that life's not fair, it

Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it

If you always take it on the chin and wear it

Nothing will change

Even if you're little you can do a lot, you

Mustn't let a little thing like 'little' stop you

If you sit around and let them get on top, you

Might as well be saying

you think that it's OK

And that's not right

Cinderella, in the cellar

Didn't have to do much as far as I could tell

Her Godmother was two thirds fairy

Suddenly her lot was a lot less scary

But what if you haven't got

a fairy to fix it?

Sometimes you have to make

a little bit of mischief

Just because you find that life's not fair, it

Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it

If you always take it on the chin and wear it

Nothing will change

Even if you're little you can do a lot, you

Mustn't let a little thing like 'little' stop you

If you sit around and let them get on top, you

Might as well be saying

you think that it's OK

And that's not right

And if it's not right

you have to put it right

In the slip of a bolt, there's a tiny revolt

The seeds of a war in the creak of a floorboard

A storm can begin with the flap of a wing

The tiniest mite packs the mightiest sting

Every day starts with the tick of a clock

All escapes start with the click of a lock

If you're stuck in your story and want to get out

You don't have to cry; you don't have to shout

'Cause if you're little, you can do a lot, you

Mustn't let a little thing like 'little' stop you

If you sit around and let them get on top, you

Won't change a thing

Just because you find that life's not fair, it

Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it

If you always take it on the chin and wear it

You might as well be saying

you think that it's OK

And that's not right

And if it's not right

you have to put it right

But nobody else is gonna put it right for me

Nobody but me is gonna change my story

Sometimes you have to be a little bit naughty