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  • 作词 : Hunter
    (ian hunter)
    Shut up!!!
    It's clean the chimneys kids, and it's 1974
    Shake a fist, make oliver twist
    There's no way you ain't poor
    Work the mine, work the factory line
    Watch the news, get the blues, blow a fuse
    Number one ain't gettin' it done
    And number two always got to lose
    Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker
    Money funny honey, cook book looker
    Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker
    Easy fee degree, cute boot licker
    Now i'll tell you something
    It seems like the rich dudes live in the sun
    And if eton be a democracy - well i'm gonna get me some
    They got no chins and they always win
    Piece of glass hides the class from the mass
    Uni-own jack is starting to crack
    The greed breed's killin' off the grass
    Come on, own up! - you're blown-up, you're shown-up
    Amatuers - amateurs - ******** calamitors!
    Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker
    Money funny honey, cook book looker
    Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker
    Easy fee degree, cute boot licker
    Thought you said, you'd make us into a star
    You just jive, you connived with our lives
    You're a scar, a disgrace, such a waste, filthy taste - lost your case
    Hi number ten, how's things goin'?
    Times are a-changin', winds are blowin'
    Big white chief, false teeth showin'
    I'm sittin' here growin, i'm sittin' here knowin'
    You're on the lamm, can't control it
    You're just a sham, you mink stole it
    Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker
    Easy fee degree, cute boot licker
    Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker
    Money funny honey, cook book looker
  • 作词 : Hunter
    (ian hunter)
    Shut up!!!
    It's clean the chimneys kids, and it's 1974
    Shake a fist, make oliver twist
    There's no way you ain't poor
    Work the mine, work the factory line
    Watch the news, get the blues, blow a fuse
    Number one ain't gettin' it done
    And number two always got to lose
    Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker
    Money funny honey, cook book looker
    Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker
    Easy fee degree, cute boot licker
    Now i'll tell you something
    It seems like the rich dudes live in the sun
    And if eton be a democracy - well i'm gonna get me some
    They got no chins and they always win
    Piece of glass hides the class from the mass
    Uni-own jack is starting to crack
    The greed breed's killin' off the grass
    Come on, own up! - you're blown-up, you're shown-up
    Amatuers - amateurs - ******** calamitors!
    Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker
    Money funny honey, cook book looker
    Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker
    Easy fee degree, cute boot licker
    Thought you said, you'd make us into a star
    You just jive, you connived with our lives
    You're a scar, a disgrace, such a waste, filthy taste - lost your case
    Hi number ten, how's things goin'?
    Times are a-changin', winds are blowin'
    Big white chief, false teeth showin'
    I'm sittin' here growin, i'm sittin' here knowin'
    You're on the lamm, can't control it
    You're just a sham, you mink stole it
    Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker
    Easy fee degree, cute boot licker
    Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker
    Money funny honey, cook book looker

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