The Magnificent Seven

Seafood restaurant gets out of hand
Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi
Don't stop, give it all you got
It's no good for man to work in cages
But did you notice, you ain't gettin'
Lunar landing of the dentist convention

Who's more famous to the billion millions?

You'll be given the same reward
The sun will sink and we'll get out the door
Don't stop, give it all you got
Gets you up and it gets you out
Take one hour, do your thang

You lot, what?
Hit the town, he drinks his wages
What have we got? Yeah, ooh
Like cowboys do in TV land
Plato the Greek or Rin Tin Tin
Don't stop
Ring, ring, it's 7:00 A.M.
You lot, what?

One says sun and one says sleet
News flash, 'Vacuum cleaner sucks up budgie'
Churnin' out that boogaloo
Never mind that it's time for the bus
(In a second, maan, alright Chuck)
Wave bub-bub-bub-bye to the boss
Both went the same way through the kitchen
You lot, what?

Get your car outta that gear

Don't stop, give it all you got

What have we got?
English pounds and Eskimo pence
Seen the ads, she thinks it's nice
You're frettin', you're sweatin'
But did you notice, not gettin' anywhere

Italian mobster shoots a lobster
Clocks go slow in a place of work
A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too
You lot, what?
Better work hard, I seen the price
We got to work and you're one of us
Engels lent him the necessary pence
Gimme Honda, gimme Sony
What have we got? Yeah, ooh
Weather man and the crazy chief

A car in the fridge, a fridge in the car
But they was murdered by the other team
Minutes drag and the hours jerk
You lot, what?
Marx was skint but he had sense
Don't stop, yeah
Must get up and learn those rules

Went to the park to check on the game
Take my baby to sophistication
You lot, what?
Now the news has snapped to attention
Don't you ever stop, a long enough to start
So get back to work and sweat some more
Don't stop, yeah
Hong Kong dollar, Indian cents
Cops kickin' gypsies on the pavement
But how long can you keep it up?
Move yourself to go again

Came to the checkout at the seven on eleven
Knuckle merchants and your bankers too
Cold water in the face
What do we have for entertainment?
Socrates and Milhous Nixon
Karlo Marx and Frederick Engels
Who went on to win fifty-nil
Yeah, wave bye, bye
You lot, what?
Working for a rise, better my station
You lot, what?
Don't you ever stop, long enough to start
You can be true, you can be false
You're frettin', you're sweatin'
Don't stop, give it all you got, yeah

What have we got? Magnificence
Cheeesboiger
It's our profit, it's his loss
Take your car outta that gear
Don't stop, huh

Brings you back to this awful place
(When can I tell 'em what I do?)
But anyway the lunch bells ring
So cheap and real phony