CHORUS
Hey, hey, the donkeys say
Milk and honey's on the way
Everybody get down and pray
It's jam tomorrow, sh** today
I was born, bred, burped and fed in a place that wasn't funny
The sun shone out of Thatcher's arse waving wads of money
My father told me not to fuss, never shirk the factory drudge
His generation steamed away, life bleached out in a 12-hour day
All went well with the witch's spell, fortune's fragrance wafted
Till the boom went bust in a cloud of dust, s**ers all got shafted
It's ba*tard this and ba*tard that, I even ate me ba*tard hat
Father would've won his bet, I was up to the neck in the same old debt
How they school you, how they fool you
How they take you for a ride
How the same old lardballs screw you
It's murder faking suicide
CHORUS
They could and they would 'cos greed was good
And life was made for shopping
All the prizes, mega-sizes, all the lies just Wapping
ba*tard this and ba*tard that, I even ate me ba*tard hat
Father's ghost is laughing still to see me stuck on the same treadmill
How they school you, how they fool you
How they take you for a ride
How the same old lardballs screw you
It's murder faking suicide
CHORUS (repeating)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
sh** today