Jonathan
You hold your crotch like a crucifix
And the girls used to love your dirty tricks
But the years have been unkind
Haven't they, Jonathan?
You've hidden pride like a petticoat
Along with all of your racist jokes
But your irony fools nobody now Jonathan
Oh, Jonathan
Back on your own again
You stamped on your sandcastle
Screwed over all of your friends
Oh, Jonathan
The world just doesn't understand
A man needs a mascot, a trophy to hold in his hands
You're the man, you're the man
Jonathan
The undiscovered genius
Sure brings out the worst in us
But you never could be humble
Could you, Jonathan
The unreleased masterpiece
It's like the caging of a beast
But the would be king doesn't feel a thing
When he's got it all
Oh, Jonathan
Back on your own again
You stamped on your sandcastle
Screwed over all of your friends
Oh, Jonathan
The world just doesn't understand
A man needs a mascot, a trophy to hold in his hands
You're the man, you're the man
Jonathan
As soon as I pity you
You take another round
Waiting like a crocodile
Til the boat goes down
Oh, Jonathan
Back on your own again
You stamped on your sandcastle
Screwed over all of your friends
Oh, Jonathan
The world just doesn't understand
A man needs a mascot, a trophy to hold in his hands
You're the man, you're the man
You're the man, you're the man, you're the man
Aren't you Jonathan?
And the girls used to love your dirty tricks
But the years have been unkind
Haven't they, Jonathan?
You've hidden pride like a petticoat
Along with all of your racist jokes
But your irony fools nobody now Jonathan
Oh, Jonathan
Back on your own again
You stamped on your sandcastle
Screwed over all of your friends
Oh, Jonathan
The world just doesn't understand
A man needs a mascot, a trophy to hold in his hands
You're the man, you're the man
Jonathan
The undiscovered genius
Sure brings out the worst in us
But you never could be humble
Could you, Jonathan
The unreleased masterpiece
It's like the caging of a beast
But the would be king doesn't feel a thing
When he's got it all
Oh, Jonathan
Back on your own again
You stamped on your sandcastle
Screwed over all of your friends
Oh, Jonathan
The world just doesn't understand
A man needs a mascot, a trophy to hold in his hands
You're the man, you're the man
Jonathan
As soon as I pity you
You take another round
Waiting like a crocodile
Til the boat goes down
Oh, Jonathan
Back on your own again
You stamped on your sandcastle
Screwed over all of your friends
Oh, Jonathan
The world just doesn't understand
A man needs a mascot, a trophy to hold in his hands
You're the man, you're the man
You're the man, you're the man, you're the man
Aren't you Jonathan?
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Writer(s): Lotte Mullan
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