One, two, three, fournI declare a thumb warnOn you!nnShut it! he screams at the top of his lungsnTo the stupid car across the streetnAnd he stops, that's a sure way of voicing your defeatnAnd I guess in his eyes I'm oblivious to what goes onnBut that's fine because J-bone can just fill me in laternnnThis late in the season, this late in the seasonnIt's automaticnOh yeah, he's very systematicnOh but J-bone is never democraticnnHe wouldn't stop loving menFor all the tea in ChinanAnd he wouldn't stop loving menFor all the tea in ChinanAnd that there my friend that you seenIs a crawling JemimanAnd he wouldn't stop loving menFor all the tea in ChinannWhat it is that I know