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
Chain, chain, chain Chain, chain, chain
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 I don't know, and I don't want to know I don't know, and I don't want to know I don't know, and I don't want to know
Chain, chain, chain Chain, chain, chain
Talk about child's play, count the birthdays A stitch in time says, "Just look the other way" The rules of this game Say you don't know her name
Chain, chain, chain Chain, chain, chain
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
Working for the gap (Chain) Sewing up crap (Chain) Working for the gap (Chain) Sewing up crap
Working for the gap (Chain) Sewing up crap (Chain) Working for the gap (Chain) Sewing up crap
Working for the gap (Chain) Sewing up crap (Chain) Working for the gap (Chain) Sewing up crap
Working for the gap (Chain) Sewing up crap (Chain) Working for the gap (Chain) Sewing up crap
One up the chimney goes Two hawks a tray of matches Three braves the weaving floor All pray for the life of four
Five down the pit descends Six plows in fields and meadows Seven spins the hand loom round Eight lies in th' burial ground
One up the chimney goes Two hawks a tray of matches Three braves the weaving floor All pray for the life of four