Was it you who took the money,   to the land of milk and honey ?   Your past is catching up on you,   put it on a conveyor belt.   The chips are down, the cards are dealt,   you won't be calling trumps no more.      Everone's getting decent,   and that's what I regret.   Don't want no mass production,   don't want no mass production blues.      I believe in quality,   liberate the quantity.   Not like battery hens in a cage,   the self-help seekers soldier on.   They won't stop 'till the war is won,   got no industrial spies 'round here.      One a penny, two a penny,   blocking up all the roads.   One a penny, two a penny,   trucks are ditching their loads.   Piling 'em here, piling 'em there,   blocking out the light of the sun.   One a penny, two a penny,   and that's just about as cheap as they come.      Your brand new name ain't no good,   I never ever thought it would.   Just another snake in the grass,   your cheapskate brain waves schemes,   are just a fantasy of your brains,   wake up it's the 20th Century.