When Russia was white
It was white for the classes
And black for the masses
Unfortunate asses
All wealth belonged to the few!

When England was Tudor
The king and his cronies
Had cocktails at Tony's
The poor had baloneys
And that's how England grew!

Sing lah and huzzah for the poor folks
As long as the poor folks are your folks!

Finer things are for the finer folk
Thus society began
Caviar for peasants is a joke
It's too good for the average man!

Supper clubs are for the upper folk
Packed like sardines in a can
Through the smokе you get your check and choke
It's too good for thе average man!

Each poor man has a wife he must stick to
Men of fashion can be cocky
To be caught in flagrante delecto
Is much too good for the average monkey!
All night parties, drinking like a lord
Fit into our social plan
Waking in the alcoholic ward
Is too good for the average man!

Fancy nerves are for the fancy class
Since psychiatry began
Neurostania isn't for the mass
It's too good for the average man!

Rich old age can blossom like a rose
Plastic surgeons have a plan
Cutting up your face to spite your nose
It's too good for the average man!

Lots of kids for a poor wife or dandy
Girls of fashion can be choosy
Birth control and the modus operandi
Are much too good for the average floozy!

Psychoanalysts are all the whirl
Rich men pay them all they can
Waking up to find that he's a girl
It's too good for the average man!