Made in Dagenham

The smell of sump oil fills the air One week's swarfega in my hair I just clock in and do my time At five o'clock my life is mine A fan belt, gearbox or a clutch We're men who've got the Midas touch We're proud of what goes in to it Give it a kick, if it don't fit Blue collar car men, that's who we are Shame most of us, can't afford a car Made in Dagenham Laid in Dagenham Shame we're underpaid in Dagenham Made in Dagenham We are Dagenham boys I love my job, it is a gift A lovely stinking, eight-hour shift See how the factory does shine From Europe's largest neon sign We're famous, for Mr Henry Ford For whom all goodness stems Apart from the pollution That he dumps into the Thames And oh, Dudley Moore Man, he was slick But he got a little famous And he fucked off pretty quick Made in Dagenham Laid in Dagenham Last year, we holidayed in Dagenham Made in Dagenham We are Dagenham Boys My half pint thermos (woo) And my steel capped boots My overalls protected It's a working man's suit State-of-the-art machinery Health and safety, guarantee Maintained daily through and through By engineering experts, and some superglue Made in Dagenham Laid in Dagenham Come get your at spayed in Dagenham Made in Dagenham We are Dagenham boys Played in Dagenham We strayed in Dagenham Life is ready-made in Dagenham God knows why we stayed in Dagenham Tempers getting frayed in Dagenham 'Cause we're still underpaid in Dagenham We are Dagenham girls, boys Girls, boys Girls, boys Girls, boys Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh We are made in Dagenham