You have nothing to fear,
put on a brave face in bad times,
the Constitution protects you,
the law defends you,
the police guards you,
the union supports you,
the system backs you up
and the birdies sing
and the clouds lift.
Cross your fingers,
touch wood.
Don't go under that ladder.
And avoid number thirteen
and the black cat.
Don't get up onto your left foot.
And put in your pocket
wrapped in your star chart
a rabbit's foot
in case a mirror breaks
or the salt spills.
And follow your horoscope
and your biorhythm.
Don't even think about wearing yellow.
And if in spite of everything
life presents you with
a "sold out" sign
remember
that stepping on shit
brings good luck.
Touch wood
touch wood
Cross your fingers,
touch wood.
You have nothing to fear ...
Lift your hearts...
You have nothing to fear
but you can never have too many of certain precautions.
Cross your fingers,
touch wood.
Don't go under that ladder.
And avoid number thirteen
and the black cat.
Don't get up onto your left foot.
For referees and judges
also take a nap.
With your olive branch and your dove
walking the tight-rope
between love and death.
And follow your horoscope
and your biorhythm.
Don't even think about wearing yellow.
And if in spite of everything
life presents you with
a "sold out" sign
remember
that stepping on shit
brings good luck.
Touch wood
touch wood
Cross your fingers,
touch wood.
Gird up your loins,
take a deep breath,
swallow,
start running,
and open the door,
go into the street,
cross your fingers,
touch wood.
Touch wood
touch wood
Cross your fingers,
touch wood.