Jonathan lives all on his own He can't have distraction in the home He stays locked in most days and nights Trying to create while the neighbours fight He says, I don't have any inspiration And my subject matter lacks invention Jonathan's writing a book you see It's gonna be a masterpiece, a feat He doesn't have a title or a plot But he knows what's good and he knows what's Not He says, I don't have any inspiration And my subject matter lacks invention If I only had an opening line Well I'm sure the rest would turn out fine He's planning on at least a thousand pages It has to be a story for the ages But from War & Peace to How To Cook There's not much left for Jonathan's Book He says, I don't have any inspiration And my subject matter lacks invention If I only had an opening line Well I'm sure the rest would turn out fine