My name is Mr. Jones
I get inside your bones
I know how to make you tweak
You soon will be my freakBecause I know what you need
I control your mind
I roll up your sleeves
I make ties that bind, I've got youYou'll soon be begging on your knees
You've got the disease
All your money belongs to me
You've got the diseaseI can't seem to live without you
Without you whats the point
I wasn't born with a silver burnt spoon
Do I still have any choice?
(No)
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