The cap of 5,000 pounds
For sweat on their way down
They part with customs bastards
And go round like clowns
They are containers
And they're drivers
Containers
And they're drivers
Containers
And they're drivers
Bad indigestion
Bad malretention
To be bought their wages
Sometimes on shirts and sleeves
Sometimes on tuxedos
They're containers
They're containers
And they're drivers
Containers
And they're drivers
Containers
Containers
Got a compact for two days
Got a great one for two days
Train lines
Stone and grey
Train lines
Stone and grey
Containers
And they're drivers
Containers
And they're drivers
Containers
And they're drivers
Containers
And they're drivers
Okay one!
This is not their town
Picks up the train
All the containers
Come out of the ground
Sweat on their way down
Sweat on their way down
Huh?
Containers
Containers
And they're drivers
Containers
And they're drivers
Containers
Containers


Fjacks of misdesperation
Communists are just part-time workers
And there's no thanks
From the loading bay ranks
Containers
And the drivers are containers
And the drivers are containers
And the drivers are containers
Containers
And the drivers
And the containers
And the drivers
We're gonna cop out for two days
We're gonna grey port for two days
Straight line, stone and grey
Arrow, arrow, roll out, roll out
And the containers
And the drivers
To be for the wages
The container timers
Are containers
And the drivers
Are containers
Swap