Lyrics:

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!