The Wrench lyrics

It s not gonna happen it s all over now always in doubt,
Always flappin the mouth the man that couldn t can t.
It s the pitch of the wrench he s the hub with broken spokes
It s the pitch of the wrench an apple who spoils the bunch
A spoiled apple! la la la la la la la la la la-ha, ha!
There ain t nothin good with him the new chairman of the board
It s the monotoned dumd newly clone dome,
Who s there to pull the rug look!
Here comes the wrench x IV ha ha!