Lyrics:

They, they sleep in a coma, yeah-yeah-yeah
They, they speak in a code I don't under-under-under-understand
They shake with a limp hand, woo-woo-woo
They (they), they don't shake like a rock band
Talking 'bout the business-man
Devil in a Sunday hat
Kind of old and kind of fat
Just talking 'bout the business-man

They (they), they're sleepin' in a coma (deep), yeah-yeah-yeah
They (they), they're speakin' in a code I don't under-under-under-understand
They spit on the po'man, ew-ew-ew
They, they don't spit like a punk band
Talking 'bout the business-man
Devil in a Sunday hat
Buddy with the stupid laugh
Just talking 'bout the business-man

Pretty little baby, pretty little monster
Went to the good school, left with honours
Brand-new tycoon, sitting with a harpoon
Something of a lampoon, out of a cartoon of a baboon
With a bond, a stock, a share in the moon

I'm talking 'bout the business-man
Devil with an evil plan
Buddy in the stupid pants
Kind of old and kind of fat
Just talking 'bout the business-man
The business-man