(Putting Up With) The Joneses

Oh no, oh no
 Oh no, oh no
 Oh no, oh no
 Oh no, oh no
 Mr. Jones has a little problem
 If I had eyes, I'd see that it was me
 He's the size of a man with the potential of a boy
 Not what God had made a child of His to be
 I'm afraid that he'll amount to all of nothing
 The joy of reading Yates, he'll never know
 And in the rat race twirl of our computer guided world
 He stands no chance of winning let alone to place or show
 So, lock him up
 Throw away the key, boys
 Mr. Jones is not like you or me
 Lock him up, tight
 'Cuz if he had the chance he might
 Show us that we're wrong
 And that's the one thing we can't be
 Oh no, oh no
 Oh no, oh no
 Mr. Jones wanted to be married
 It seemed like such a cute thing at the time
 Two peas in a pod, two of a kind
 They'd never have to ask each other, "What is on your mind?"
 It seemed a simple way to make him happy
 And happy's such a simple way to be
 And if they kept to themselves like two books upon a shelf
 The kind you judge by the cover and never take the time to read
 So, lock 'em up
 Throw away the key, boys
 The Joneses, they're not like you or me
 Lock 'em up, tight
 'Cuz if they had the chance they might
 Show us that we're wrong
 And that's the one thing we can't be
 Oh no
 Mr. Jones and Mrs. Jones
 We're elated to inform you
 Though you've failed to meet the standards
 We've a place where we'll reform you
 It's a ways outside of town
 But the distance has its uses
 Close enough to make the effort
 Far enough to make excuses
 Lock 'em up
 Throw away the key, boys
 The Joneses, they're not like you or me
 Lock 'em up, tight
 'Cuz if they had the chance they might
 Show us that we're wrong
 And that's the one thing we can't be
 Oh no, oh no
 Oh no, oh no
 Mrs. Jones wants to have a baby
 She says, that as a woman it's her right
 Yes, we tried to tell her, I guess that she forgot
 When she and Mr. Jones were at the doctor's, tied the knot
 Why can't she just be happy in her own world?
 And we can all be happy here in ours
 And we can still help out
 Even go as far as to stop off at the safe
 Way drop some pennies in the jar
 So, lock her up
 Throw away the key, boys
 Mrs. Jones is not like you or me
 Lock her up, tight
 'Cuz if she had the chance she might
 Show us that we're wrong
 And that's the one thing we can't be
 So, lock 'em up
 Throw away the key, boys
 The Joneses, they're not like you or me
 Lock 'em up, tight
 'Cuz if they had the chance they might
 Show us that we're wrong
 And that's the one thing we can't be
 Oh no, oh no
 Oh no, oh no
 Oh no, oh no