♪ Jack and Jill went up that hill ♪
♪ To grab a pail of water, so they say ♪
♪ But that whole fall? It was bound to happen ♪
♪ They never had a shot—just written that way ♪
♪ Innocent victims, stuck in their story ♪
♪ Like Romeo and Juliet ♪
♪ Written in the stars before they even met ♪
♪ Love, fate, and a little bad timing ♪
♪ Robbed them of their chance of ever thriving ♪
♪ Endings like theirs? They're always a little bit gory ♪
♪ But did they ever think to just change their story? ♪
♪ We're told to follow the rules and act nice, but clearly ♪
♪ Sometimes, you've gotta be a little bit cheeky ♪
♪ Just 'cause life's unfair, don't grin and bear ♪
♪ If you let it slide, you're saying it's fine, but where's the flair? ♪
♪ If you take it on the chin and act unaware ♪
♪ Nothing will change ♪
♪ Even if you're small, you can do a lot ♪
♪ Don't let a word like "little" stop your shot ♪
♪ If you sit around letting them stack the plot ♪
♪ You're saying it's fine, and it's not ♪
♪ And if it's not right ♪
♪ Then you've gotta make it right ♪
♪ A tiny twist of a bolt starts a small revolt ♪
♪ A storm can start with just a flutter ♪
♪ Even a small spark has the power to sputter ♪
♪ Every shift starts with the tick of a clock ♪
♪ All escapes start with the click of a lock ♪
♪ If you're trapped in your story and want to get out ♪
♪ Don't just sit back, don't whine, don't shout ♪
♪ 'Cause if you're little, you can do a lot ♪
♪ Don't let "little" keep you on the spot ♪
♪ If you sit back, let them keep you in a knot ♪
♪ Nothing will change ♪
♪ Just 'cause life's unfair, don't just take it there ♪
♪ If you keep taking hits, acting unaware ♪
♪ Might as well say you think it's okay ♪
♪ And that's not right ♪
♪ And if it's not right ♪
♪ You've got to make it right ♪
♪ 'Cause nobody's gonna step up for me ♪
♪ No one else can rewrite my story ♪
♪ Sometimes, you've gotta be a little bit naughty ♪
Mr. Wormwood:
(glaring)
What happened to your hair?
Matilda:
(raises an eyebrow)
Oh. So, uh, why'd you make it green? Is this for, like, a circus thing?
Mr. Wormwood:
Circus thing? What circus thing? What are you even talking about?
Matilda:
The escapologist you keep going on about. Does he have green hair?
Mr. Wormwood:
(annoyed)
There is no escapologist, Matilda! And I keep telling you—I didn't do this to your hair!
Matilda:
Well, I didn't either. But hey, sometimes you've gotta change things yourself, right?
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