"Monsieur R. Monde" lyrics

The bell on my door rang this morning
From the kitchen, I called, "Who's that there?"
Through the letter box came a grappling hook
Which grappled me right outta my chair

Stretched out on the floor, I lay helpless
Of my limbs, I had lost all command
When into my ear, instilling fear
Said a voice, "I am Monsieur R Monde"

Monsieur R Monde, you are not
That's an incredible thing to say
For I personally attended his funeral
Which was twelve months to this very day

A rat flew down from the ceiling
Alighted upon my right ear
Said, "If Monsieur R Monde is safe under the sod
Then why are you shakin' with fear?"

"My name is not Scrooge," I said faintly
"And from ghosts, I've nothing to fear
But if you are R Monde returned from the dead
Then what are you wantin' here?"

From no where, I heard a mad cackle
From no where, a voice to me cried
"Stop callin' me Monsieur R Monde, you fool
My name's Jekyll and you're Mister Hyde"