Pearl 'N' Roy (England)

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 - bullshit 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