g.b.h - mass production lyrics

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 centur