Here comes the book
The book of rules
If you play this game
You won`t stay the same
You could win your golden teeth
Be a spinning top
Use a riding crop
Mr Alphabet says
`Smile like a weasel
As I cover you...
Cover you in treacle`
We all know impatience is a sin
So do as you`re told to do
It`s so rewarding to
And you could win the tin man`s heart
Be a chiming clock
Lie on the chopping block
Mr Alphabet says
`Give me all your money
Just to cover you
Cover you in honey`