| Song | Beneath The Glad Sunbeam |
| Artist | Mimas |
| Album | The Worries |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| This man, he opened a fast-food restaurant. | |
| At first he smiled, but then he got tired. | |
| Closed down the shop, fired all the staff. | |
| People got sick eating all that fat. | |
| La da da, la da da da da... | |
| His hands smelled of meat and monotonous work. | |
| His son suffered from Downs-syndrome, but not as much as he. | |
| One day he made it to the headlines, horray! Horray! | |
| His son found him lying still. Eyes closed, smell; horrid! Horrid! |