[Verse 1]
A devastating backstroke
All the way from France
With shiny, shiny cufflinks
A shirtsleeve to enhance

[Chorus 1]
The pin-striped men of morning
Are coming forward to dance
With pure Egyptian Cotton
The kids don't stand a chance

[Verse 2]
You criticize the practice
By murdering their plants
Ignoring all the history
Denying them romance

[Chorus 2]
The pin-striped men of morning
Are coming forward to dance
Forty-million dollars
The kids don't stand a chance

[Verse 3]
I didn't like the business
But that was at first glance
Your pillow feels so soft now
But still you must advance
[Chorus 3]
The pin-striped men of morning
The partners in the dance
The paper's shot to pieces
The kids don't stand a chance