Naughty

Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water So they say, their 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 okay 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 seed 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