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