Lyrics

Laughing under the crescent moon,
Mr. Paint will be here soon.
He can’t wait to get to you,
Mr. Paint’s got business to do.

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Come all ye children,
Sons and daughters of men,
Swing on forward; swing back again.
Let’s begin the best time of your life:
It’s Louie Haryll’s party tonight.

Now Mr. Paint he comes flying in black,
Bats with baby faces flapping at his back;
Mr. Paint sees what you’ve done;
He’s got the sins counted, every one.

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Josh the Eskimo will be there, too;
He knows just what you didn’t do.
Josh is a spook on his own mission—
Crying out ‘bout the sins of omission.

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Step out of the party, step into the light:
Tell Josh and Paint, you’re through for the night.
Tell Louie Haryll that you’re going home.
Tell his spooks they better leave you alone.

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