Mr P, Professor of Thought

[Verse 1]
In a gothic castle
Part of a university
Professing what he thought he knew
Was our man Mr. P

[Verse 2]
Responsible
In tweed and wool
He took good care
To wash his hair

[Verse 3]
All his pupils loved him
More so than all the rest
Gloria went out of the way
To prove she was the best

[Verse 4]
She found him just
Oblivious
He taught all day
Then left to go home far away

[Chorus]
Oh, Mr. P, profess to me
Oh, Mr. P, profess to me
Oh, Mr. P, profess to me
Oh, Mr. P, profess to me