I feel for you, you little horrorSafe at your mother's breastNo lucky break for you around the corner'Cause your father is a bullyAnd he thinks that you're a pestAnd your sister she's no better than a w****.Life seems so rosy in the cradle,But I'll be a friend I'll tell you what's in storeThere's nothing at the end of the rainbow.There's nothing to grow up for anymoreTycoons and barrow boys will rob youAnd throw you on the sideAnd all because they love themselves sincerelyAnd the man holds a bread knifeUp to you throat is four feet wideAnd he's anxious just to show you what it's for.Your mother works so hard to make you happyBut take a look outside the nursery doorThere's nothing at the end of the rainbow.There's nothing to grow up for anymoreAnd all the sad and empty facesThat pass you on the streetAll running in their sleep, all in a dreamEvery loving handshakeIs just another man to beatHow your heart aches just to cut him to the coreLife seems so rosy in the cradle,But I'll be a friend I'll tell you what's in storeThere's nothing at the end of the rainbow.There's nothing to grow up for anymore