One for your money
Two for your show
Three I've got your heart strings, body, and soul
Don't mind about the forethought
'Cause no one really cares
And you see, as it comes to light
As it does in life
These are modern times, but the mind is all the same
These are modern times, but, mind me, we're not sane
We're so cruel
Ah-ah-ah
Print print, you little devil
Your feet been dipped in ink
But don't slip, you little devil
Or you'll see us fall to pieces
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
All our hearts are breaking, ah-ah-ah (x13)