Oh Mrs. O Will you tell us where the naughty children go Will you show How the sky turned white and everybody froze Heaven knows how they got into the fireplace But everybody's saying grace And trying to keep a happy face And oh Mrs. O Can you teach us how to keep from getting cold Out we go and you watch us as we face the falling snow What a show with our hairdryers aimed heavenwards And fifty foot extension cords You really have a way with words The truth can't save you now The sky is falling down Watch the vultures count the hours April trains may bring strange showers And oh Mrs. O Will you tell about the time they made you go All alone to the palace where they took your only clothes We all know There's no hell and no hiroshima Chernobyl was a cover up The world is really all in love