Mrs. Meek and Mr. Wimpleton Have a little house up on the sun The sun, the sun, the sun, the sun They keep it oh so clean and neat It's the neatest place you'll never see In their house they have no need of sight It's never day, it's never night No night, no night, no night, no night They chase away pain, hatred and fear In a little while they'll disappear I, cry, try, why, burn! Mrs. Meek sees us all as a plague Mr. Wimpleton will now erase Erase, erase, erase, erase The likes of me and you and our kind A more heinous pair you'll never find I, cry, try, why, burn! I try so hard to show, to demonstrate That we are worthy of the right to live He only smiles, she only gets irate They have no sympathy to give If she, if she only knew If she, if she only knew They comprise the sum of all pain From their evil deeds there's no refrain Refrain, refrain, refrain, refrain I wrap my covers around me so tight And take my solace in the night In the night, in the night I, cry, try, why, burn!