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As some day it may 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,
And who never would be missed, they never would be missed!
There's interior designers, window dressers and that sort
Bank robbers who retire to Spain the minute they get caught
Or those who have their noses pierced or men who die their hair
Or idiots who host chat shows and disc jockeys everywhere
And customs men who fumbling through your underwear insist
They'd none of them be missed, They'd none of them be missed!
CHORUS: He's got them on the list, He's got them on the list
And they'll none of them be missed, They'll none of them be missed.
There's the people with pretentious names like Justin, Trish and Rofle
And the gynecologist, I've got him on the list!
All muggers, joggers, buggers, floggers, people who play golf
They never would be missed, They never would be missed!
All waitresses who make you wait, accountants of all kinds
And actresses who kiss and tell and wiggle their behinds
And poncey little singers who to entertain us try
By dressing up like women and by singing far too high
And who on close observance must be either stoned or pissed
I don't think they'd be missed, I'm sure they'd not be missed!
CHORUS: He's got them on the list, He's got them on the list
And they'll none of them be missed, They'll none of them be missed.
There's the beggars who write letters from the Inland Revenue
And the gossip columnist, I've got him on the list!
Comedians and weightlifters and opera singers too
They'd none of 'em be missed, They'd none of 'em be missed.
All traffic wardens, bankers, men who sell Venetian blinds
All people who wear silly ties, Australians of all kinds
And nasty little editors whose papers are the pits
Who fill their rags with gossip and with huge and floppy... writs
But anyway I think by now you must have got the gist
They'd none of them be missed, They'd none of them be missed!
CHORUS: You may put them on the list, You may put them on the list
And they'll none of them be missed, they'll none of them be missed!
I've got a little list, I've got a little list
Of society offenders who might well be underground,
And who never would be missed, they never would be missed!
There's interior designers, window dressers and that sort
Bank robbers who retire to Spain the minute they get caught
Or those who have their noses pierced or men who die their hair
Or idiots who host chat shows and disc jockeys everywhere
And customs men who fumbling through your underwear insist
They'd none of them be missed, They'd none of them be missed!
CHORUS: He's got them on the list, He's got them on the list
And they'll none of them be missed, They'll none of them be missed.
There's the people with pretentious names like Justin, Trish and Rofle
And the gynecologist, I've got him on the list!
All muggers, joggers, buggers, floggers, people who play golf
They never would be missed, They never would be missed!
All waitresses who make you wait, accountants of all kinds
And actresses who kiss and tell and wiggle their behinds
And poncey little singers who to entertain us try
By dressing up like women and by singing far too high
And who on close observance must be either stoned or pissed
I don't think they'd be missed, I'm sure they'd not be missed!
CHORUS: He's got them on the list, He's got them on the list
And they'll none of them be missed, They'll none of them be missed.
There's the beggars who write letters from the Inland Revenue
And the gossip columnist, I've got him on the list!
Comedians and weightlifters and opera singers too
They'd none of 'em be missed, They'd none of 'em be missed.
All traffic wardens, bankers, men who sell Venetian blinds
All people who wear silly ties, Australians of all kinds
And nasty little editors whose papers are the pits
Who fill their rags with gossip and with huge and floppy... writs
But anyway I think by now you must have got the gist
They'd none of them be missed, They'd none of them be missed!
CHORUS: You may put them on the list, You may put them on the list
And they'll none of them be missed, they'll none of them be missed!
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Stewies Verson from Family guy: Lois Kills stewie
As someday it may 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 And who never would be missed, who never would be missed. There's the white kid with the baggy clothes who's talking like he's black, The girl you date who doesn't get the jokes in Caddyshack, The Asian guy who cuts in front of every single line, And Britney Spears for accidentally showing her vagine, And Bill O'Reilly's ineffective dermatologist. They'd none of them be missed, they'd none of them be missed. He's got them on the list, He's got them on the list, And they'd none of them be missed, They'd none of them be missed. There's the guy behind the news reporter waving like a fool, And Senator Bill Frist, I've got him on the list. And the fat kid smiling warmly while he's peeing in the pool. He never would be missed, he never would be missed. There's the foul-smelling boy who comes to school in camouflage, And every bleeding member of the cast of Entourage, And while we're on the subject, HBO deserves a whack For ending The Sopranos with a fucking cut to black! And guys who when you shake their hand just bump you with their fist. I don't think they'd be missed. I'm sure they'd not be missed. He's got them on the list, He's got them on the list, And they'd none of them be missed, They'd none of them be missed. There's the guy who sits beside you and keeps farting on the plane And Shakira's lyricist. I've got him on the list. And the smarty on Thanksgiving who says, "It's the trip-toe-fane!" (tryptophan) He never would be missed, he never would be missed. There's the blonde who tells you loudly with a voice just like a knife, (falsetto) "You know, someone should do a sitcom based around my life!" (normal voice) The guy who watched The Simpsons back in 1994 And won't admit the damn thing isn't funny anymore. And anyone And everyone... Who's ever... Made me pissed! Made me pissed! Made me really really pissed! I've got them on the list. They'd none of them be missed (They'd be none, they'd be...) They'd be none, they'd be none of them be missed. He's got them on the list, He's got them on the list, And they'd none of them be missed... They'd none (None of them...) Of... None of them... Them... None of them Be... Missed! None of them be missed!