Trad - Golden Gate Quartet

Someone told me if you live in a glass house

You might die in a big earthquake

And end up with a stone in your mouth

I felt like kicking out when my boyfriend made me cry

But the loveliest fairy in the world

And her name is do as you would be done by

Kittenish behavior or is it she don’t care at all?

Hit 'em like a tank girl it’s their attitudes against the wall

Crush 'em with a crack sound and then hang 'em out to dry

Sprinkle a little big strong fairy dust right into their eyes

It’s the golden rule

So I read in some poem somewhere

It’s the golden rule