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Fred Jones Part 2 Lyrics
fred sits alone at his desk in the dark there's an awkward young shadow that
waits in the hall
he has packed all his things and he's put them in
boxes things that remind him that life has been good twenty five years
he's worked at the paper a man's here to take him downstairs and i'm
sorry mr jones, it's time
there was no party and there were no
songs cause today's just a day like the day that he started and no one is
left here that knows his first name yeah, and life barrels on like a runaway
train where the passengers change they don't change anything you get
off someone else can get on and i'm sorry mr jones, it's time
the
streetlight it shines through the haze casting lines on the floor and
lines on his face he reflects on the day...
fred gets his paints out
and goes to the basement projecting some slides onto a plain white
canvas and traces it fills in the spaces he turns off the
slides and it doesn't look right yeah, and all of these bastards have
taken his place he's forgotten but not yet gone and i'm sorry mr
jones and i'm sorry mr jones and i'm sorry mr jones, it's time
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