Sewing Up The Crap

Jane
Jane
A cut price empire
Clean cut lines
A perfect body
And a dirty mind
The rules of this game
Say we all look the same
Jane
Jane
We'll put a spin on it
We'll take a pencil to it
We'll make a virtue out of
Keeping oh so quiet about it
(I don't know
And I don't want to know)
Jane
Jane
Talk about child's play
Count the birthdays
As stitching time says
Just look the other way
The rules of this game
Say you don't know her name
Jane
Jane
We'll span a hundred years for it
We'll make a killing out of it
And we'll corner the market
By keeping oh so quiet about it
Ooooooh
Jane
Jane
One up the chimney goes
Two hawks a tray of matches
Three braves the weaving floor
All pray for life for four
Five down the pit descends
Six ploughs in fields and meadows
Seven spins the handloom round
Eight lies in the burial ground
One up the chimney goes
Two hawks a tray of matches
Three braves the weaving floor
All pray for life for four
Five down the pit descends