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{G}Mr Jones he has a little problem 
C If I had eyes I'd see that it was me 
{D}he's the size of a man with the potential of a boy 
not what G God had meant a child of His to be 
i'm afraid that he'll amount to all of nothing 
the {C}joy of reading {D}Yeats he'll never {G}know 
and in the {C}rat race {D}twirl 
of our comp{G}uter guided world 
{D}he stands no chance of winning 
let alone to place or show so 

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{C}Lock him up and {D}throw away the {G}key boys 
{C}Mr. Jones is {D}not like you or {G}me 
{C}lock him up {D}tight 
cause if he {Em}had the chance he might 
{Am}show us that we're wrong 
and that's the D one thing we can't be 
{G}oh no {C}ooooh D noooooo