Oh the press
is down
And the flesh
is black and white
Eager workers
turning the pages
Dirty fingers
touch your life
All you pretty
maids
With all your
charms on view
Farm the wasteground
in your head now
Your sisters
can't get through
Oh hey, hey, Citizen
Jane
What will your
sisters say
Oh they'll say
ain't it a shame
After comin'
such a long, long way
Citizen Jane
Now they're trading
skin
And the cause
is pushed away
Greedy piggies
live on Fleet Street
Dealing meat
out every day
Oh hey, hey, Citizen
Jane
What will your
sisters say
Oh they'll say
ain't it a shame
After comin'
such a long, long way
Citizen Jane
What a picture,
what a woman
What a curve
on the great white way
A little touch
up, a little airbrush
What will your
sisters say
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