Mr Tungsten interferes C/G E With his horsewhip and his leers Am C#m How’s a girl supposed to work C/G E When his hormones go berserk Am C#m Designer labels Vietnam C/G E While I’m writing Am C#m An epic poem in the sweat that’s dripping on the table
Let him sip out of the poison cup C#m F# That we’ll boil up The recipe we’ve used for generations A E And one single drop will be enough C#m F# It’s just the stuff To put a welcome end to Mr Tungsten
And the pink men did their bit Built us factories Made us semi-literate But not a minute To write or read When every second is devoted to indulging Mr Tungsten and his cohorts’ greed
Come on darling drink the poison cup And make yourself at home We’ll bury you in your own garden Lure the bastard into your boudoir It won’t be hard He’s such a letch he’ll lap up what he’s given
It’s over Mr Tungsten A C#m F# C#m The West will dress in flour sacks from now on A