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[Verse]

|Bm                                        |F#aug/Bb                           |
      You walk into the room                    with your pencil in your hand
|D/A                                       |E7/G#                              |
      You see somebody naked and you            you say who is that man?
|G                                         |Em                                 |
      You try so hard but you                   Don't understand
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 Just what you will  say when you get           home                         Be-
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-cause something is happening here but you  don't know what it is
|G                                         |Bm                                 |
    Do you?                         Mister  Jones

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[Verse 2]

|Bm                                        |F#aug/Bb                           |
    You raise up your head                     and you ask "is this where it is?"
|D/A                                       |E7/G#                              |
   And somebody points to you and           Says,        "It's his"
|G                                         |Em                                 |
  And you say "what's mine" and somebody  else says "well, what is?"  and you
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
 Say,   "Oh my    god  am I here all  a  -  lone?"                          But
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
  Something is    happening  and you     don't know what it is
|G                                         |Bm                                 |
     Do you?                        Mister  Jones

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[Verse 3]

|Bm                                        |F#aug/Bb                           |
    You hand in your ticket                     and you go watch the geek
|D/A                                       |E7/G#                              |
   Who immediately walks up to you             when he hears you speak
|G                                         |Em                                 |
  and says, "how does it feel to              be such a freak?" and you say "im-
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
 -possible" as he    hands you a            bone                             And
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
  something is happening here but you       don't know what it is  
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    do you?                         Mister  Jones

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[Verse 4]

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      You have many contacts                      Among the lumberjacks    to
|G                                           |Bm                                       |
 Get you facts when someone attacks your imagination            
|Bm                                          |D/A                                      |
      But nobody has any respect                 Anyway they already expect you
|G                                           |Em                                       |
 To all give a check to                      Tax-deductible      charity         organi-
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-zations                                                              Ahhhhhh..........


[Verse 5]

|Bm                                        |F#aug/Bb                           |
     You've been with the professors and     they've all liked your looks
|D/A                                       |E7/G#                              |
     With great lawyers you have dis -      cussed lepers and crooks
|G                                         |Em                                 |
    You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
  You're very well   read it's well         known                           But
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
  something  is    happening here and ya    don't know what it is
|G                                         |Bm                                 |
     do you?                        Mister  Jones

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                                  Well the
 
[Verse 6]

|Bm                                        |F#aug/Bb                           |
    sword swallower he comes up to          you and then he kneels
|D/A                                       |E7/G#                              |
    He crosses himself and then he             clicks his high heels        and 
|G                                         |Em                                 |
without further notice he asks you             how it feels           and he says
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
 Here is your throat back thanks for the    loan
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
  and you know something is happening but you don't know what it is
|G                                         |Bm                                 |
     do you?                       Mister   Jones

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[Verse 7]

|Bm                                        |F#aug/Bb                           |
    you see this one-eyed midget              shouting the word "now"
|D/A                                       |E7/G#                              |
    and you say "for what reason"              and he says "how?"
|G                                         |Em                                 |
 and you say "what does this mean?" and he screams back "you're a cow"
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
 Give me some        milk or else    go        home                     and you
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
know something's happening but you don't   know what it is 
|G                                         |Bm                                 |
     do you?                      Mister    Jones 

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                                   Well...

[Verse 8]

|Bm                                        |F#aug/Bb                           |
 You walk into the room like a              camel and then you frown  
|D/A                                       |E7/G#                              |
    You put your eyes in your pocket and your   nose on the ground  
|G                                         |Em                                 |
    There oughtta be a law            a -   gainst you comin' around        You
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
 Should be made to   wear ear               phones
|D                   F#m                  |Bm                                 |
   Cause something is happening and you     don't know what it is
|G                                         |Bm                                 |
      do you?                      Mister   Jones  


[Outro]

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