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[Verse 1]

Jonathan lives all on his own

He can't have distraction in the home

He stays locked in most days and nights

Trying to create while the neighbours fight


[Chorus]
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He says, "I don't have any inspiration
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And my subject matter lacks invention"


[Verse 2]

Jonathan's writing a book you see

It's gonna be a masterpiece, a feat

He doesn't have a title or a plot

But he knows what's good and he knows what's not


[Chorus]
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He says, "I don't have any inspiration
       C                         G
And my subject matter lacks invention"
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If I only had an opening line
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Well, I'm sure the rest would turn out fine"


[Verse 3]

He's planning on at least a thousand pages

It has to be a story for the ages

But from War And Peace to How To Cook

There's not much left for Jonathan's book


[Chorus]
            C                     F
He says, "I don't have any inspiration
       C                         G
And my subject matter lacks invention"
     C                     F
If I only had an opening line
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Well, I'm sure the rest would turn out fine"