Lyrics Jonathan Coulton

Jonathan Coulton

Mr. Fancy Pants

Chances are your pants are not as fancy as the pair

Of very fancy pants that Mr. Fancy Pants will wear

When everybody's marching in the fancy pants parade

He's gonna pass the test

He's gonna be the best

The best in terms of pants

You look in every catalog, you shop at every store

Cause even though you have a hundred pants you want some more

When suddenly you see the greatest pants you've ever seen

And even though you know

It's gonna cost a lot of dough

You have to have the world's best pants

Say a little prayer for Mr. Fancy Pants

The whole world knows

They're only clothes

And deep inside

He's sad

They make the big announcement and the trophy goes to you

You thought you had some fancy pants and now you know it's true

You look at Mr. Fancy Pants and hold the trophy high

Everybody cheers

While he's blinking back the tears

He doesn't even have the best pants

Say a little prayer for Mr. Fancy Pants

It's all he had

But don't feel bad

He'd do the same

To you