The car's always there at nine. Though he's never out on time. Night after night. Line after line. He'll be fine. I suppose. The famous Mr. Jones. He really should relax. He's due a heart attack. Though there's no heart to attack. Is it an act?. No one knows. The naughty Mr. Jones. In a world full of weird you're the oddest ever. Heard you brought everyone here so much pleasure clever. We all know that you know you're a national treasure. Mrs. Jones you made the best boy ever ever. E-V-E-R. He's careful with his weight. Pushes food around the plate. He can never pass as straight. Ask his mates. How it goes. The careful Mr. Jones. Even his mother thinks he's odd. He hasn't got a proper job. But he says neither did God. And he's the Lord. As it goes. The mighty Mr. Jones. In a world full of weird you're the oddest ever. Heard you brought everyone here so much pleasure clever. We all know that you know you're a national treasure. Mrs. Jones you made the best boy ever ever. E-V-E-R. In a world full of weird you're the oddest ever. Heard you brought everyone here so much pleasure clever. We all know that you know you're a national treasure. Mrs. Jones you made the best boy ever ever. E-V-E-R. The moral of this tale. Is when everything's for sale. Good men seldom prevail. They all fail. As he knows. The gifted Mr. Jones