Mr. nobody

There is a door in our avenue,
of a house hidden behind a tree.
There is a person no one likes,
Mr. nobody.

Mr. nobody lives there,
and he's angry for the world.
Mr. nobody lives there,
and complains that this is cold.
Mr nobody lives there,
shouting on everyone.
Mr nobody lives there,
letting everybody down.

There is a door in our avenue,
which no one want to see.
There, the hated person lives,
Mr. nobody.

Mr. nobody lives there,
and he's angry for the world.
Mr. nobody lives there,
and complains that this is cold.
Mr nobody lives there,
shouting on everyone.
Mr nobody lives there,
letting everybody down.

Mr. nobody lives there,
and he's angry for the world.
Mr. nobody lives there,
and complains that this is cold.
Mr nobody lives there,
shouting on everyone.
Mr nobody lives there,
Letting everybody down.