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"



Don't be afraid

There's no marmalade

Don't be afraid

I wouldn't even dream of it