Mr. Pity
Mr. Pity/Mr. Pity
What a pitifully pitiful man
In the city/Mr. Pity
Makes a pitiful attempt to live as best as he can

He alienates his family
And trusts his fate to numerology
He nurses his ulcers day and night
Another cup of coffee might feel alright

An accountant/Counting money
And he tries to make his numbers the same
When he's got it/He isn't happy
Cause he gets to start it over and to do it again

A model drone/He marches home
And does his banking on the telephone
Press one for love/And two for hate
And three to get ready or you're gonna be late

What a lovely day/The wind is blowing (I hate the government)
The clouds are parting for you (I hate the government)
Mr. Pity, look up/It's not so bad (I hate the government)
The sun is shining through (Ahh)
Mr. Pity/Hates the city
But he tries to do the best that he can
What a pity/Mr. Pity
What a Mr. Pity pitifully pitiful man
What a Mr. Pity pitifully pitiful man

I hate the government