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away and let him be
He?s got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)

[Verse 2]
I used to get dissed by
knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones

He pulled up within two miles of the place
There number four stared him straight
Dooley Jones was doomed since the day that he was born
All because his mama was Sadie Jones
Cruel words upon him ever since he was young
You ain't
by the chicks in the club
Now they want to rub my belly wanna show ya boy some love
They see me iced up they be like wassup?
Try to jack me if you
The switchman knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones
When he was within six miles of the place
There No. 4 stared him straight
on your coal
Stick your head out the window, see the drivers roll
I'm gonna drive her til she leaves the rail
For I'm eight hours late by that Western
nobody ride him but Boss Jack 
Come on children bend your back work a little faster fill your sack 
Then you hitch up the wagon take it to the gin finish
to see him 
You will soon be dead from fright
So sailors tell their children on a dark and stormy night

Oh forty fathoms deep he walks
With rusty keys his
Dooley Jones was doomed since the day that he was born
All because his mama was Sadie Jones
Cruel words upon him ever since he was young
You ain't
him by the hand

[Chorus]
Ob la di ob la da life goes on bra
La la how the life goes on
Ob la di ob la da life goes on bra
La la how the life goes
takes him by the hand 

Obladi oblada life goes on brahhh
Lala how the life goes on
Obladi Oblada life goes on brahhh
Lala how the life goes
takes him by the hand

Ob la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra
La-la, how the life goes on
Ob-la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra
La-la, how the life
Nice man Jack,
You should see him when the children play!
Nice man Jack,
He's the one to take their tears away.
Nice man Jack, so very warm
Propped my eyes open with some chemistry 
I've got a three hour drive and a man to see 
The blue bruised sky is closing in 
Cover up well because
late, got to be there by nine
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop to buy The Times
'Good morning, Smithers-Jones
to be there by nine
Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's the wife
got to be there by nine.
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's
got to be there by nine.
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's
to see him 
You will soon be dead from fright
So sailors tell their children on a dark and stormy night

Oh forty fathoms deep he walks
With rusty keys his
And if you see him
        You can tell by his act
        Not his word but his deed
        And we bleed all because of that
        Lifestyle of a dirty
he was a victim of a Basketball Jones)
In fact, I was a baddes dribbler in the whole world
(Then one day, his mother bought him a basketball)
And I
to be there by nine
Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's the wife
of Louis Vuittons do I have to have
Before Jim Jones is gonna fucking talk to me
I like, I wanna give him his own hashtag or something
Like Jim Jones
to see him 
With his eyes down on the street 
And when the night wraps up the light 
Who will give him a bed to sleep 
 
Some say n' some do 

When
think now
If we blow him up to smithereens
We may lose some pieces
And then Jack will beat us black and green

Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Tie him in a bag