• Penny on the pavement,
    Put it in a money box,
    Find the gold at the end of the rainbow,
    And wait around for luck.
    Sing a song of sixpence,
    Give me my weight in gold,
    Go catch the seventh magpie,
    For a secret never to be told.
    Torn out nursery rhymes,
    Crumpled on a worn out floor,
    It's time to grow up and get a job,
    Put on your boots and walk out the door.

    I'll hide again, in your attic room,
    Playing fairy-tale in my head,
    Ten years ago, not a worry in the world,
    Now a damsel in distress lies on the bed.

    I found my Prince Charming,
    I pricked my finger and fell asleep,
    I've found the house made out of gingerbread,
    I've been woken by a kiss from my sleep.
    Princess, honey, face the world,
    It's not as scarey as it seems,
    But the worlds not ready to accept me,
    Because i've not yet turned eighteen.


    Penny on the pavement,
    Put it in a money box,
    Find the gold at the end of the rainbow,
    And wait around for luck.