[Verse 1] A devastating backstroke All the way from France With shiny, shiny cufflinks A shirtsleeve to enhance The pin-striped men of morning Are coming for to dance With pure Egyptian Cotton The kids don't stand a chance [Verse 2] You criticize the practice By murdering their plants Ignoring all the history Denying them romance The pin-striped men of morning Coming forward to dance Forty-million dollars The kids don't stand a chance [Verse 3] I didn't like the business But that was at first glance Your pillow feels so soft now But still you must advance The pin-striped men of morning The partners in the dance The paper's shot to pieces The kids don't stand a chance