Album : Painting It Red
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Guard your body with the best barbed wire
And ward off foe with the fiercest of fire
But let love unguarded into the strangest of nights

Wear your dresses like they're up for hire
And leave them with your humour in the tumble dryer
And watch yourself stumble down a lane with no lights

School like life turns some men into mice
What you need now is a little piece of mouse advice

Well they say be wary of strangers
Especially if they offer you sweets
But there ain't no government health warning
On half the mad fuckers you meet

Save yourself personal tradegy
Go back to the man with the sweets
Do yourself schooling favour
Head back to the man with the sweets

Those who feared cancer never had much to say
They bored us at parties onto forty a day
They forced us into corners and onto forty a day

The dentiist's chair is the only time
That anybody ever looks at their mouth
Let the dentist give their teeth something to chatter about

School like life turns some men into mice
To avoid the rat-trap take the mouse's advice

Well they say be wary of strangers
Especially if they offer you sweets
But there ain't no government health warning
On half the mad fuckers you meet

Save yourself personal tradegy
Go back to the man with the sweets
Do yourself schooling favour
Head back to the man with the sweets
Guard your body with the best barbed wire   And ward off foe with the fiercest of fire   But let love unguarded into the strangest of nights      Wear your dresses like they're up for hire   And leave them with your humour in the tumble dryer   And watch yourself stumble down a lane with no lights      School like life turns some men into mice   What you need now is a little piece of mouse advice      Well they say be wary of strangers   Especially if they offer you sweets   But there ain't no government health warning   On half the mad fuckers you meet      Save yourself personal tradegy   Go back to the man with the sweets   Do yourself schooling favour   Head back to the man with the sweets      Those who feared cancer never had much to say   They bored us at parties onto forty a day   They forced us into corners and onto forty a day      The dentiist's chair is the only time   That anybody ever looks at their mouth   Let the dentist give their teeth something to chatter about      School like life turns some men into mice   To avoid the rat-trap take the mouse's advice      Well they say be wary of strangers   Especially if they offer you sweets   But there ain't no government health warning   On half the mad fuckers you meet      Save yourself personal tradegy   Go back to the man with the sweets   Do yourself schooling favour   Head back to the man with the sweets