At your fingertipsnOver your shouldernThey don't know what they'venBeen running overnnThey can't see younFrom where you're sittingnYou're just a kittennYou're just a kittennOh, nonnWell, olly oxen freenI heard you callingnWhen you split your headnI started runningnnFor my mothernTo call your fathernAnd run right overnHe ran right overnSonnWell, I only turned my headnBut I nearly tripped hernSo plug all the sockets upnAnd go hide the scissorsnDon't take another stepnnThey're going to kill you (repeated)