Little grown-up knows too much.
Terrorism and tweenies, hopscotch and ******,
But the world is happily waltzin’ with Matilda.

He needs to learn, it’s never too late
******* before he fills his flashing trainers.
Little grown-up knows too much.

Mummy says it’s true, so therefore it is fate  
Yes instead of thank you, probably overused,
But the world is happily waltzin’ with Matilda.

You must decide if he’s gay or straight
Baa Baa rainbow sheep burnt to memory, tattoo’s and Christian taboo’s.
Little grown-up knows too much.

Taste the pill, consume this cup, watch his tiny eyes dilate
Staining innocence, hurry up, his naivety is bruised,  
But the world is happily waltzin’ with Matilda.

We dictate to loose weight in our forced-fed free state
Sat, his short legs swing on the cold church pews,
Little grown-up knows too much
But the world is happily waltzin’ with Matilda.

JWS