You've done too much
Much too young
Now you're married with a kid

When you could be having fun with me

Oh no, no gimme no more pickni


You've done too much
Much too young

Now you're married with a son
When you should be having fun with me


We don't want, we don't want
We don't want no more pickni


Ain't he cute?
No he ain't
He's just another burden

On the welfare state

You've done too much

Much too young
Now you're married with a kid
When you could be having fun with me


No gimme,no gimme,no gimme no more pickni


Call me immature
Call me a poser
I'd love to spread manure in your bed of roses

Don't want to be rich
Don't want to be famous
But I'd really hate to have the same name as you


You've done too much
Much too young

Now you're married with a kid
When you could be having fun with me


Gi we de birth control, we no want no pickni

You've done too much

Much too young
Now you're chained to the cooker
Making currant buns for tea


Oh no, no gimme no more pickni


Ain't you heard of the starving millions
Ain't you heard of contraception
Do you really a program of sterilization

Take control of the population boom
It's in your living room
Keep a generation gap

Try wearing a cap