Miss Jones Songtext
von The Negro Problem

I still see them dancing in the yard
The radio is blasting, man, these kids are so hard of hearing
Well, growing up ′round here, I heard it's hard
You see the ghosts creep down the
Alleys and the sirens always cheering
Always cheering

Every week they′ve got a brand new dance
The big kids teach the babies, "Shake
Your pants when you get the notion"
While the big boys search for something to enhance
This Friday evening feeling, get on the phone, put your call in motion
Put your call in motion

You see, my grandma's in the house, but she sees all
The little boy said a curse word and
There she was at the kitchen window
She said, "Boy, don't talk like that in my front yard"
She said, "Boy, don′t talk like that in my front yard"
While the police cruise by slowly
Looking hard for some place to go, go


Hi, Miss Jones!

Miss Jones, yes, I know
The daughter′s falling out of your house
Oh, Miss Jones, yes, I know
The son has fallen out of your house
Fallen out of your house

Oh, Miss Jones, yes, I know
The daughter's falling out of your house
Oh, Miss Jones, yes, I know
The son has fallen out of your house
Fallen out of your house
Fallen out of your house

And what if we tried to change our minds tonight?
Would you say, "I don′t know, let's
Ask Miss Jones, see what she says"?
She got this college education, she
Must know something about the world
Except government loans, see what she says
Children, advice to you is to die in school
Because they got no case or cause for law


And what if we tried to change our minds tonight?
Would you say that′s a case or cause for law?
And what if we tried to change our minds tonight?
Would you say that's a case or cause for law?
Yeah, okay, that′s a problem