Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ross Lehman
Ross Lehman
Performer
The "Hot Mikado" Original Cast Male Ensemble
The "Hot Mikado" Original Cast Male Ensemble
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Arthur Sullivan
Sir Arthur Sullivan
Composer
David H. Bell
David H. Bell
Composer
Rob Bowman
Rob Bowman
Composer
W.S. Gilbert
W.S. Gilbert
Composer

Lyrics

If someday it should happen That a victim must be found, I've got a little list. I've got a little list. Of society offenders Who might well be underground Who never would be missed. Who never would be missed. There's the devotees of movie stars who Write for autographs. All people who have flabby hands And irritating laughs. (Name please). All children who play instruments But always play them flat. (I hate that.) All people who when shaking hands Shake hands with you like that. (See what I mean? Hurts, doesn't it? It's terrible. They grab on, they hold on, They squeeze, they won't let go. It's unforgivable.) And Billy Sunday, Reverend Ike, And all Revivalists. They'll none of them be missed. Amen! They'll none of them be missed. He's got 'em on the list. He's got 'em on the list. And they'll none of them be missed. They'll none of them be missed. There's the ragtime serenader, And the others of his race. The piano organist. I've got 'em on the list. All people who eat peppermint (He's got a gun!) And puff it in your face. They never would be missed. They never would be missed. The woman on the party line who's "Always on the phone." The recluse, who like Garbo Simply "vants to be alone." The Bobby Sox fanatics Who when Frank Sinatra's heard Will faint and shriek and gurgle So you cannot hear a word. And that singular absurdity: The swing time pianist. (Shh! Ahh!) I don't think he'll be missed. I'm sure he won't be missed! He's got him on the list. La la! He's got him on the list. I do! And I don't think he'll be missed. Uh uh! I'm sure he'll not be missed. There's the liberal excess Of Franklin Delano and wife. That avid new delist. I've got her on the list. All funny fellows, comic men, And clowns of private life. They never would be missed. They never would be missed. Americans, when traveling, Who are such adventurous folk. They only order hamburgers And wash them down with coke. (Hiccup Pardonne-moi.) I have more empty spaces left, But what is one to do? The task of filling up the list, I'd rather leave to you. But it doesn't really matter Whom you put upon the list. For they'll none of them be missed. They'll none of them be missed. You may put 'em on the list. (You may) You may put 'em on the list. (Go ahead) And they'll none of them be missed. They'll none of them be missed. Little list!
Writer(s): Cyril Ornadel, Arthur Seymor Sullivan, William Schwenck Gilbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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