Mr. horrible Mr. horrible Telephone call for mr. horrible But before he can talk to the ugliness men There's some horrible business left For him to attend to Something unpleasant has spilled on his brain As he sponges it off they say
Is this horrible? Is this horrible? It's the ugliness men, mr. horrible We're just trying to bug you We thought that our dreadfulness Might be a thing to annoy you with
But mr. horrible says, I don't mind The thing that bothers me is Someone keeps moving my chair
Would you mind if we balance this glass of milk Where your visiting friend accidentally was killed? Would it be okay with you if we wrote a reminder Of things we'll forget to do today otherwise, Using a green magic marker, if it's alright On the back of your head?
Mr. horrible Mr. horrible We're not done with you yet mr. horrible You have to try on these pants so the ugliness men Can decide if they're just as embarrassing as we think We have to be sure about this
But mr. horrible says, I don't mind The thing that bothers me is Someone keeps moving my chair
Someone keeps moving my chair
Mr. horrible says, I don't mind The thing that bothers me is Someone keeps moving my chair
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