Sisters four and brothers three
Hanging off the family tree
Practicing for getting old
Do you want your fortune told?
They're looking for you high and low
Now there's nowhere for you to go
So you'll just have to come out and face the music
Jacksons, Monk and Rowe
Long ago when we were kids
And we cut your hair to bits
As we carried off like spoils
The heads we'd smash right off your dolls
The wind is changing you know
Are you sure of your friends and your foes?
Have you got what it takes to carry it off?
Jacksons, Monk and Rowe
As the sun beats down and life begins to complicate
Will we both incinerate
If we touch that brass name-plate?
Messrs. all, noble sirs
Highly paid solicitors
Find enclosed my signed divorce
Sad proceedings you endorse
The burden of pity will show
In the people that we used to know
Have you got enough strength to carry it off?
Jacksons, Monk and Rowe
Jacksons, Monk and Rowe
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