Matilda: The Musical - Naughty lyrics
[Matilda: The Musical - Naughty lyrics]
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water so they say
Their subsequent fall was inevitable
They never stood a chance
They were written that way
Innocent victims of their story
Like Romeo and Juliet
'Twas written in the stars
Before they even met
That love and fate and a touch of stupidity
Would rob them of their
Hope of living happily
The endings are often a little bit gory
I wonder why they didn't
Just change their story
We're told we have to do
What we're told but surely
Sometimes you have to be a little bit naughty
Just because you find that life's not fair
It doesn't mean that you just have
To grin and bear it
If you always take it on the chin and wear it
Nothing will change
Even if you're little you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing
Like little stop you
If you sit around and let them get on top
You might as well be saying you
Think that it's okay and that's not right
Cinderella in the cellar
Didn't have to do much
As far as I could tell
Her godmother was two-thirds fairy
And suddenly her lot was a lot less scary
But what if you haven't got a fairy to fix it
Sometimes you have to make a
Little bit of mischief
Just because you find that life's not fair
It doesn't mean that you just have
To grin and bear it
If you always take it on the chin and wear it
Nothing will change
Even if you're little you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing
Like little stop you
If you sit around and let them get on top
You might as well be saying you
Think that it's okay and that's not right
And if it's not right
You have to put it right
In the slip of a bolt, there's a tiny revolt
The seed of a war in a creak of a floorboard
A storm can begin with a flap of a wing
The tiniest mite packs the mightiest sting
Every day starts with a tick of a clock
All escapes start with the click of a lock
If you're stuck in your story
And want to get out you don't have to cry
You don't have to shout
Cause if you're little you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing
Like little stop you
If you sit around and let them get on top
You won't change a thing
Just because you find that life's not fair
It doesn't mean that you just have
To grin and bear it
If you always take it on the chin and wear it
You might as well be saying
You think that's it's okay
And that's not right
And if it's not right
You have to put it right
But nobody else is gonna put it right for me
Nobody but me is gonna change my story
Sometimes you have to be a little bit naughty
To fetch a pail of water so they say
Their subsequent fall was inevitable
They never stood a chance
They were written that way
Innocent victims of their story
Like Romeo and Juliet
'Twas written in the stars
Before they even met
That love and fate and a touch of stupidity
Would rob them of their
Hope of living happily
The endings are often a little bit gory
I wonder why they didn't
Just change their story
We're told we have to do
What we're told but surely
Sometimes you have to be a little bit naughty
Just because you find that life's not fair
It doesn't mean that you just have
To grin and bear it
If you always take it on the chin and wear it
Nothing will change
Even if you're little you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing
Like little stop you
If you sit around and let them get on top
You might as well be saying you
Think that it's okay and that's not right
Cinderella in the cellar
Didn't have to do much
As far as I could tell
Her godmother was two-thirds fairy
And suddenly her lot was a lot less scary
But what if you haven't got a fairy to fix it
Sometimes you have to make a
Little bit of mischief
Just because you find that life's not fair
It doesn't mean that you just have
To grin and bear it
If you always take it on the chin and wear it
Nothing will change
Even if you're little you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing
Like little stop you
If you sit around and let them get on top
You might as well be saying you
Think that it's okay and that's not right
And if it's not right
You have to put it right
In the slip of a bolt, there's a tiny revolt
The seed of a war in a creak of a floorboard
A storm can begin with a flap of a wing
The tiniest mite packs the mightiest sting
Every day starts with a tick of a clock
All escapes start with the click of a lock
If you're stuck in your story
And want to get out you don't have to cry
You don't have to shout
Cause if you're little you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing
Like little stop you
If you sit around and let them get on top
You won't change a thing
Just because you find that life's not fair
It doesn't mean that you just have
To grin and bear it
If you always take it on the chin and wear it
You might as well be saying
You think that's it's okay
And that's not right
And if it's not right
You have to put it right
But nobody else is gonna put it right for me
Nobody but me is gonna change my story
Sometimes you have to be a little bit naughty