Three Blind Mice

[Intro] [haunting slow coloratura run over tolling bells and violin] [Verse 1] Three blind mice, three blind mice See how they run, see how they run They all ran after the farmer’s wife Who cut off their tails with a carving knife [Verse 2] Blind to the blade, blind to the game They thought they were safe in their little fame She smiled so sweet while she sharpened the steel Now the kitchen floor knows exactly how they feel [Pre-Chorus] One slice, one scream, one final plea [Chorus] Three blind mice, running for their lives Pretty little rodents paying for their lies Three blind mice, tails on the floor The farmer’s wife is hungry for more [Verse 3] They begged for mercy, they begged for grace But she laughed and she carved at her own pace Now the garden’s quiet and the blood runs cold And the story’s mine to tell and to hold [Chorus] Three blind mice, running for their lives Pretty little rodents paying for their lies Three blind mice, tails on the floor The farmer’s wife is hungry for more [Bridge] [slow violin swell with wide dramatic coloratura runs] Every tail she took became my crown of thorns Every scream they made became my favorite song Watch me dance where the little mice used to play I’m the farmer’s wife and I own the day [Verse 4] No more scurrying, no more tiny feet The kitchen is mine and the knife is sweet They learned the hard way what the high cost is Now the kingdom bows to the girl with the twist [Final Chorus] Three blind mice, running for their lives Pretty little rodents paying for their lies Three blind mice, tails on the floor The farmer’s wife is hungry for more [Outro] [whispered dark sassy attitude over fading bells] Run little mice… run…