Hide away folk family

Or else someone's gonna get ya

Hide away folk family

Better hide away



Tippy-toe to the front door, Mother,

Because there's a guy with a long, long fuse

And the one thing you can't hide is all the fear you feel inside

And the fuse is spelling out these words



Tippy-toe to the flat-bed, Father,

Because they're pouring out our gasoline

And sadly the cross-eyed bear's been put to sleep behind the stairs

And his shoes are laced with irony