Lyrics:
Oh the press is downAnd the flesh is black and whiteEager workers turning the pagesDirty fingers touch your lifeAll you pretty maidsWith all your charms on viewFarm the wasteground in your head nowYour sisters can't get throughOh hey, hey, Citizen JaneWhat will your sisters sayOh they'll say ain't it a shameAfter comin' such a long, long wayCitizen JaneNow they're trading skinAnd the cause is pushed awayGreedy piggies live on Fleet StreetDealing meat out every dayOh hey, hey, Citizen JaneWhat will your sisters sayOh they'll say ain't it a shameAfter comin' such a long, long wayCitizen JaneWhat a picture, what a womanWhat a curve on the great white wayA little touch up, a little airbrushWhat will your sisters say