I feel for you, you little horror Safe at your mother’s breast No lucky break for you around the corner ‘Cos your father is a bully And he thinks that you’re a pest And your sister, she’s no better than a whore
Life seems so rosy in the cradle but I’ll be a friend, I’ll tell you what’s in store There’s nothing at the end of the rainbow There’s nothing to grow up for anymore
Tycoons and barrow boys will rob you And throw you on the side And all because they love themselves sincerely And the man holds a bread-knife Up to your throat, is four feet wide And he’s anxious just to show you what it’s for
Your mother works so hard to make you happy But take a look outside the nursery door There’s nothing at the end of the rainbow There’s nothing to grow up for anymore
All the sad and empty faces That pass you on the street All running in their sleep, all in a dream Every loving handshake Is just another man to beat How your heart aches just to cut him to the core
Life seems so rosy in the cradle but I’ll be a friend, I’ll tell you what’s in store There’s nothing at the end of the rainbow There’s nothing to grow up for anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
