I will never work for Mr. Jones
I will never work for Mr. Jones no more
He will always fake a smile
Keeps up graces, paying bribes
When he see me bearing fruit,
he will peep and then abuse
I would never work for Mr. Jones
No more, no more, yeah, yeah, yeah
No more, no more, no more, no more
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No more, no more, no more, no more
I will never work for Mr. Jones no more
I will never work for Mr. Jones no more
He will always take my ideas
When he see me get my due,
I won't ever work for Mr. Joe
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Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Chiririra, Oh no more!
When he see me bearing fruit
He won't pick what we refuse
I won't ever work for Mr. Jones