G.B.H. - Mass Production lyrics

rate me

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.