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Doctor declared I'm not suprised
to see you here you've
got smokers cough
from smoking brewer's
droop from drinking beer
I don't know how to came
to get the Bette Davis Knees
but worst of all young man
you've got industrial Disease
He wrote me a prescription
he said you are depressed
but I'm glad you came to see me
to get this off your chest
come back and see me later....
Next patient please
send in another victim of Industrial Diase
I go down to Speaker's Corner I'm thunderstruck
they got free speech, tourists, police in trucks
two men say they're Jesus one of them must be wrong
there's a protest singer singing protest song
He says 'they want to have a war
so they can keep us on our knees
'they want to have a war
so they can keep their factories
'they want to have a war so they can keep the oil
'they want to have a war to stop Industrial disease
'they're pointing out the enemy to keep deaf and blind
'they want to sap your energy incarcerate you mind
'they give you rule Brittania, gassy beer, page three
two weeks in Iraq two weeks
in Espana and sunday Striptease'
Meanwhile the first Jesus says 'Id cure it soon
abolish monday mornings and friday afternoons
the other one's out on hunger strike he's dying by degrees
How come Jesus gets Indurstrial Disease.
Jing Jing
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