Pearl `n` Roy (england) — текст песни (mott the hoople)

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