The Sneak Song (feat. Adeel Akhtar, Bronte Carmichael, Amira Macey-Michael, Tom Pegler, Endeavour Clutterbuck & Megan Harris)
by
The Bookshop Band,
Bronte Carmichael,
Amira Macey-Michael,
Adeel Akhtar,
Tom Pegler,
Megan Harris,
Endeavour Clutterbuck
on
Robin Robin
Lyrics
The rules of The Sneak are simple and thus.
Follow them close, you could steal a crust...
Or a crumpet rind
or a pinch
of pie
Or the grease from the tip of a
soggy french fry....
Crumbs and crusts and stale bread,
Soggy flakes and bin dregs,
Any old leftovers
We'll sneak home with us.
First find a secret entrance
Keep your eyes open wide.
For a hole
or a crack
or a window with a gap
Just enough to squeeze inside.
Once we're in - we creep around.
Tiptoe past without a sound
Keep to the shadows - don't get heard
...whisper every single word.
Laaaaaast! the most important.
Remember in the who-men place.
They're choosy who's invited
So we must never-
...leave a trace.
Crumbs and crusts and stale bread,
soggy flakes and bin shreds,
Any old leftovers
We'll sneak home with us.
And when we're done, we disappear
Nobody knows that we were here.
With crumbs in our hands
- and warmth in our hearts
And the sludge from the tin of a
moldy jam tart!
Don't make a sound
Don't leave a trace,
Keep to the shadows,
Take what we need
The rules of The Sneak are these
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Ben Please, Beth Porter, Dan Ojari, Mickey Please
Follow them close, you could steal a crust...
Or a crumpet rind
or a pinch
of pie
Or the grease from the tip of a
soggy french fry....
Crumbs and crusts and stale bread,
Soggy flakes and bin dregs,
Any old leftovers
We'll sneak home with us.
First find a secret entrance
Keep your eyes open wide.
For a hole
or a crack
or a window with a gap
Just enough to squeeze inside.
Once we're in - we creep around.
Tiptoe past without a sound
Keep to the shadows - don't get heard
...whisper every single word.
Laaaaaast! the most important.
Remember in the who-men place.
They're choosy who's invited
So we must never-
...leave a trace.
Crumbs and crusts and stale bread,
soggy flakes and bin shreds,
Any old leftovers
We'll sneak home with us.
And when we're done, we disappear
Nobody knows that we were here.
With crumbs in our hands
- and warmth in our hearts
And the sludge from the tin of a
moldy jam tart!
Don't make a sound
Don't leave a trace,
Keep to the shadows,
Take what we need
The rules of The Sneak are these
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Ben Please, Beth Porter, Dan Ojari, Mickey Please
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