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)