My name is Mister Jones
I get inside your bones
I know just how to make you tweak
You soon will be my freak
Because I know what you need
I control your mind
I roll up your sleeves
I make ties that bind
You'll soon be begging on your knees
You've got the disease
I cant seem to live without you
Without you what's the "point"
"I wasn't born with a silver burnt spoon
Mr. Jones do I still have any choice?"
| 1 | Don't Call Me White |
| 2 | Linoleum |
| 3 | Bob |
| 4 | Lori Meyers |
| 5 | Whoops, I Od'd |
| 6 | You're Wrong |
| 7 | The Decline |
| 8 | Stickin In My Eye |
| 9 | Franco Un-American |
| 10 | Creeping Out Sara |