of Montreal - Good Morning Mr. Edminton lyrics
[of Montreal - Good Morning Mr. Edminton lyrics]
Good morning Mr edminton
Mr edminton, how are you feeling today?
I trust that life is treating you
The way that you want it to
Of course, I'm joking with you
Hello Mr lendingworth
Mr lendingworth, hope you're feeling okay
I've brought some books and
A finance magazine
Because I feel bad for you
I'll tell you another thing too
Remember how they vowed to let that go
If your families paid the ransom
Well I think you both should know
That that's not their intention, but I
Will help to set you free if
You'll do something for me
I want an honest job in
One of your factories, please
Mr edminton
Mr edminton, tell me that you'll agree
And I'll untie you from that chair presently
And get you away from here
I'm judging by your tears
That you, Mr lendingworth
Dear Mr lendingworth
Desire a part in our scheme
Well sir, I certainly would never even dream
Now of excluding you
I'll tell you both what to do
Tiptoe down the spiral stairs
Then just before the cellar door
You'll see a painting of a juggler
Touch his nose and that will
Open up a secret corridor
Take the ladder at the end up to the
Street and run as fast as you can
Then in a week or two, I'll
Start my job with you, you
Mr edminton, Mr lendingworth
Hurry before it's too late for us to escape
Mr edminton, how are you feeling today?
I trust that life is treating you
The way that you want it to
Of course, I'm joking with you
Hello Mr lendingworth
Mr lendingworth, hope you're feeling okay
I've brought some books and
A finance magazine
Because I feel bad for you
I'll tell you another thing too
Remember how they vowed to let that go
If your families paid the ransom
Well I think you both should know
That that's not their intention, but I
Will help to set you free if
You'll do something for me
I want an honest job in
One of your factories, please
Mr edminton
Mr edminton, tell me that you'll agree
And I'll untie you from that chair presently
And get you away from here
I'm judging by your tears
That you, Mr lendingworth
Dear Mr lendingworth
Desire a part in our scheme
Well sir, I certainly would never even dream
Now of excluding you
I'll tell you both what to do
Tiptoe down the spiral stairs
Then just before the cellar door
You'll see a painting of a juggler
Touch his nose and that will
Open up a secret corridor
Take the ladder at the end up to the
Street and run as fast as you can
Then in a week or two, I'll
Start my job with you, you
Mr edminton, Mr lendingworth
Hurry before it's too late for us to escape