Ha, cha cha Good evening folks My good friend of mine once told me anything can happen on halloween And I know he's right because something sure is happening right now (Let's get it, boys!) I work all night, I work all day To pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad? And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me And that's to bad But in my dreams I have a plan If I got me a wealthy man I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball Ra-ta-ta-ba, oh Mummy, mummy, mummy Must be funny in a rich man's world Mummy, mummy, mummy Always sunny in a rich man's world Oh, all those things I could do If I had a little mummy It's a rich man's world Oh Folks, you've been great this evening You've really stuck around for it I'll tell you what, this joke has definitely run it's course I do not think it could survive another verse and chorus So let's go ahead and pull the brain out throughout the nose Wrap this baby up and put him in a tomb, you know what I'm saying? Am I supposed to be the mummy in this song Or am I supposed to be singing about the mummy? This is a very convoluted bit