National Treasure
ROBBIE WILLIAMS · Under The Radar Vol. 1 2014 · Track 11 of 14
Written by Chris Heath, Guy Chambers, Robbie Williams
The car's always there at nine Though he's never out on time Night after night Line after line He'll be fine I suppose The famous Mr. Jones
He really should relax He's due a heart attack Though there's no heart to attack Is it an act? No one knows The naughty Mr. Jones
In a world full of weird, you're the oddest ever Heard you brought everyone here so much pleasure, clever We all know that you know you're a national treasure Mrs. Jones you made the best boy ever, ever E-V-E-R
He's careful with his weight Pushes food around the plate He can never pass as straight Ask his mates How it goes The careful Mr. Jones
Even his mother thinks he's odd He hasn't got a proper job But he says neither did God And he's the Lord As it goes The mighty Mr. Jones
In a world full of weird, you're the oddest ever Heard you brought everyone here so much pleasure, clever We all know that you know you're a national treasure Mrs. Jones you made the best boy ever, ever E-V-E-R
In a world full of weird, you're the oddest ever Heard you brought everyone here so much pleasure, clever We all know that you know you're a national treasure Mrs. Jones you made the best boy ever, ever E-V-E-R
The moral of this tale Is when everything's for sale Good men seldom prevail They all fail As he knows The gifted Mr. Jones