Chainstore Chant/Pretty Miss Titty

Working in the chainstore
Flip flop, blam blam
Working in the chainstore
Pockets full of blood
Pockets full of blood
Pockets full of blood...
(repeat)

(The bloody pockets, mate!)

Pretty Miss Titty
She works in the city
Whiter than whiter
She gets up typewriter
Men catch up later
They don't love or hate her
They just masturbate her potatoe
Well big bad businessman
Have you any love

Old Mother Hubbard
Making tea in her cupboard
She drinks to her only
And feels rather lonely
Millie Molly Mad the maid
Lying weeping in the shade
She's been making it
With Old Father Time
Well big bad businessman
Have you any love

Look out you old money bags businessman
You gotta prove yr a millionaire
They search for your thoughts and
They measure your hair
They say its just a question
Of all the clothes you wear
Who knows you there