Witness Jonathan Fallow, sit & stare,
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He's a cartoon engineer extraordinaire
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He's a tatterdemalion of dubious means,
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Paper champion pencil making scenes
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You see objects he sees life like
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Bulbous-eyed homunculus, half boy half rhinoceros
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People say he¡¯s useless, it seems like he's useless
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Everyday he's useless, sometimes he feels sad
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Witness Jonathan Fallow wasting talent & time
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Nobody understands why there's happiness in his eyes
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What about social standing? What about all his goals?
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Cold, inanimate objects have no claim on his soul
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Witness Jonathan Fallow in his past years
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Work constituents give him wild cheers
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He's a natural born successful man
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No one illustrates like Jonathan can
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Stand in awe & watch him draw
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Chinese black belts chopping blocks eggplant head jack in the box
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Now he seems so useless, People say he's useless,
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Sometimes he gets mad
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Witness Jonathan Fallow wasting talent & time
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Nobody understands why there's happiness in his eyes
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What about social standing? What about all his goals?
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Cold, inanimate objects have no claim on his soul
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Witness Jonathan Fallow's darkest day,
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Watch the people he penned go far away
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He knows that "publish or perish" is the number one rule
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No one ever told him the truth could be so horribly cruel
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No way out & no way over...
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Bulbous-eyed homunculi, half boy half rhinoceri,
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Oddball creeps out of ink & lead bouncing on their paper bed
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So when you see him on the street, downtown and down and out
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Don¡¯t say he's useless
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Witness Jonathan Fallow wasting talent & time
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Nobody understands why there's happiness in his eyes
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What about social standing? What about all his goals?
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Cold, inanimate objects have no claim on his soul
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Witness Jonathan Fallow wasting talent & time
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Nobody understands why there's happiness in his eyes
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What about social standing? What about all his goals?
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Cold, inanimate objects have no claim on his soul...
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Jonathan Fallow
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