The man in stripes and glasses...

The man in stripes and glasses...

The man in stripes and glasses shouted
"Where am I?"
Before a giant cartoon magnifying glass invaded from the sky and made a red and white bespectacled skeleton out of the poor guy

Well, we never got his name
Or a very good look
We collected his remains in a box of books

Well, we took the books out first
Arranged them best to worst
Just as a waste of time
And then we put the bones in alphabetically
Sealed it up hermetically
And never ever spoke of it again

But every single night
We see a red and white bespectacled skeleton
In the corner of our eye

The man in stripes and glasses
Is dead

Dead

DEAD

(Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead.)

Forever