that a victim must be found,
I've got a little list of society
who might well be underground
and who never would be missed,
who never would be missed.
There's the pestilential nuisances
All people who have flabby hands
All children who are up in dates
and floor you with a flat
All people who in shaking hands
shake hands with you like that
who on spoiling tater -tates insist
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 nigger serenader
and the others of his race
They nev er would be missed,
they never would be missed
Then the idiot who praises
and every country but his own
And the lady from the provinces
And who doesn't think she dances
but would rather like to try
And that singular anomaly,
I don't think he'd be missed,
I'm sure he'd not be missed
He's got him on the list,
he's got him on the list,
and I don't think he'll be missed,
I'm sure he'll not be missed.
And that nice Cyprius nuisance
who just now is rather rife,
I've got him on the list.
All funny fellows, comic men,
and clowns of private life,
they'd none of them be missed,
such as Whatchamacallhim, Thingamabob,
and likewise, never mind.
The task of filling up the blanks
But it really doesn't mat
whom you put upon the list
For they'd none of them be missed,
they'd none of them be missed
You may put them on the list,
you may put them on the list
And they'd none of them be missed,
they'd none of them be missed
