There's a story going round
Some folks have not heard it yet
You get what you pay for
And you pay for what you get
This is what I'm hearing
As I hang out on the set
You get what you pay for
And you pay for ehat you get
CHORUS: Whooa, children
Please (please please) don't forget:
You get what you pay for
And you pay for what you get
Now here comes cosmic Oil Can Harry
He's gonna collect on your karmic debt
'Cause you get what you pay for
And you apy for what you get
CHORUS
Now you're hanging from the trapeze of life
By one finger
And you're slipping and you're praying for a net
Well, you get what you pray for
And you pay, pay, pay for what you get
CHORUS