Waste Cote

Throw the dice
You can afford to take a risk
Stop the car
Cause our lives are in your hands
Rags to riches with a pleasant aftertaste
Shaving cream makes us nod our heads in shame

Cinderella, Cinderella will your glass slipper fit my foot
Thumbelina, Thumbelina can I join your fairytale
Snow white snow white can I be carried by your Prince Charming
Cause I am lost alone at sea subsidiary at waste

Make decisions
Don't worry about us
We're used to coping even though we're worth your trust
Lock the door and throw away the key
Don't look back you three the key to me