Misery

This is for all those miseries
Who must have been

Dropped by their mother
Trapped under the covers
Had their sandwiches wrapped in a map

Had a hostile uncle
A bad carbuncle
And their ugly head held under a tap

Now their bag of misery
Has torn and leaked and spilled
And it spreads out like a dirty fog
Over people they want killed

Just because they're there - oh misery
Just because they're there - oh misery

And we don't feel better
Even though we hate so hard
And you write that letter
That will slay them with its charm

This is for all those miseries
Who must have been

Jealous of their sister
And he never even missed her
When he pushed her under that train

Always getting mad
Cause they couldn't kill their dad
And always swallowed down the pain

Now their bag of misery
Has torn and leaked and spilled
And it spreads out like a dirty fog
Over the people that they want killed

Just because they're there - oh misery
Just because they're there - oh misery
Just because they're there