The Holes In The Lid

Don't you play with us
And shake us all about.
Cos if that's your idea of fun
You leave me little doubt.
If you're playing hide 'n' seek
Well, I don't think it's fair.

You're not here, you're not there,
I don't believe you're anywhere.
So, cover the holes in the lid.
No one will know what you did.

Come on, strike me down
For my rotten sin.
I dare you. It's a whopper, sir!
I'll take it on the chin.
If you want to stand and stare
Well, I don't think it's fair.

You're not here, you're not there,
I don't believe you're anywhere.
Just cover the holes in the lid.
And I won't tell what you did.

You hold a candle up
To light our way to bed.
Then you take a great big axe
To chop off all our heads.
If you only laugh at us,
Well, I don't think it's fair.

You're not here, you're not there,
I don't believe you're anywhere.
Please cover the holes in the lid.
And I won't tell what you did.

It would be cruel not to
Cover the holes in the lid.
No one will guess what you did.