Lyrics
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"
