Mr. Jameson

Can't stand the stress and
I can't stand the strain
Can't stand the fog and
Can't stand the rain

I hate the hatred
The stupidity
Can't stand the liar
Lying to me

So Mr. Jameson
That's why I'm calling you
I think I've figured out
What we gotta do

Let's have a party
Let's have some fun
Call up your best friend
Tell everyone

Let's get together
Let's do it right
Put on some music
And dance all night

I'm tired of racists
I'm tired of their friends
Looks like Blue Meanies
Are in Pepperland again

Can't stand the poison
They're spewing out
I turn down the volume
Still too loud

So Mr. Jameson
That's why I'm calling you
I think I've figured out
What we gotta do

Let's have a party
Let's have some fun
Call up your best friend
Tell everyone

Let's get together
Let's do it right
Put on some music
And dance all night

So Mr. Jameson
That's why I'm calling you
I think I've figured out
What we gotta do

Let's have a party
Let's have some fun
Call up your best friend
Tell everyone

Let's get together
Let's do it right
Put on some music
And dance all night

Let's have a party
Come as you are
We'll raise the roof
We'll crash the car

Let's get together
That's what I said
Who knows, tomorrow
We might be dead

Oh Mr. Jameson