Set the table for another, the wolf is coming home
Grease the goose and pluck the feathers, mum won't fly no more
Strike the clock by father's hands, there's blind mice in the corn
Pastor's preaching in the dell today, the cheese still stands alone
Everyone to be afraid
Everyone to be afraid
Bacon's on the plate for supper, that's three pigs in one day
The other two are in the market, seven pounds for eggs
All the king's men by the wall today, another suicide
Gather round and drink the yoke, it seems that Mother Nature has died
Everyone to be afraid
Everyone to be afraid
Everyone to be afraid
Everyone to be afraid