Oh
the press is down
And
the flesh is black and white
Eager
workers turning the pages
Dirty
fingers touch your life
All
you pretty maids
With
all your charms on view
Farm
the wasteground in your head now
Your
sisters can't get through
Oh
hey, hey, Citizen Jane
What
will your sisters say
Oh
they'll say ain't it a shame
After
comin' such a long, long way
Citizen
Jane
Now
they're trading skin
And
the cause is pushed away
Greedy
piggies live on Fleet Street
Dealing
meat out every day
Oh
hey, hey, Citizen Jane
What
will your sisters say
Oh
they'll say ain't it a shame
After
comin' such a long, long way
Citizen
Jane
What
a picture, what a woman
What
a curve on the great white way
A
little touch up, a little airbrush
What
will your sisters say
|