Lords Of The Boards - My Name Is Jonas Lyrics
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My Name Is Jonas
My Name Is Jonas Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For My Name Is Jonas By Lords Of The Boards?
My name is Jonas
I'm carrying the wheel Thanks for all you've shown us But this is how we feel Come sit next to me Pour yourself some tea Just like grandma made When we couldn't find sleep Things were better then Once but never again We've all left the den Let me tell you about it The choo-choo train left right on time A ticket cost only your mind The driver said, "hey man, we go all the way" Of course we were willing to pay My name is Wepeel I got a box full of your toys They're fresh out of batteries But they're still making noise, making noise Tell me what to do Now the tank is dry Now this wheel is flat And you know what else Guess what I received In the mail today Words of deep concern From my little brother The building's not going as he planned The foreman has injured his hand The dozer will not clear a path The driver swears he learned his math The workers are going home The workers are going home The workers are going home The workers are going home Yeah The workers are going home The workers are going home The workers are going home Yeah, yeah, yeah My name is Jonas |
Who Wrote My Name Is Jonas By Lords Of The Boards?
Jason Cropper, Patrick Wilson, Rivers Cuomo
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What's The Duration Of The My Name Is Jonas By Lords Of The Boards?The duration of My Name Is Jonas is 3:23 minutes and seconds. |
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