Kids are playing gangster wars   They don't believe in Santa Claus   The baseball bats are soft of course   The blood is just tomato sauce      As icebergs go, it's just the tip   The start of the apprenticeship   A short, sharp Glasgow, kiss me quick   Karate chop and Kung fu kick      And in the wings the grannies wait   Doing things that grannies hate   Queuing to accumulate   A pittance from the welfare state      Then back home on a forty four   Put the chain on, lock the door   Cross another five bar gate   Sit and wait      Don't open the door don't talk to strangers   You've not met before   Your guardian angel will watch over you   If your guardian angel has got nothing to do      In space no one can hear you scream   Because no one's really listening   Saint Peter's got his gates to clean   And God's too busy saving queens      To ever get down off the fence   And give the meek their inheritance   So it's only common sense   To get yourself some self-defense      Don't open the door don't talk to strangers   You've not met before   Your guardian angel will watch over you   If your guardian angel has got nothing to do      Don't open the door don't talk to strangers   You've not met before   Your guardian angel will watch over you   If your guardian angel has got nothing to do      And so we leave this nursery rhyme   This grizzly gruesome pantomime   From the cradle to a life of crime and back again   And now it's time to say goodbye