Lost

Jonathan, oh, Jonathan G
He could've been a mercenary
Killed them all
Yes, poor Jonathan
He shot dope, he was a bad boy
Yes, a bad, bad boy
But now he is a friend to Bill

Fun to look at, good to see Marte's pictures in the gallery
Lost for words again, I'm lost for time and peace of...
Special thanks go out unto the ones who I hate

James, oh, Jimmy T
He is enthusiastic about Webern too
He talks about units, units of sound
And his music is complex, it changes tempo
But you can't dance to it, can't dance to it
He is not a friend to Bill