Lyrics

There's a shanty town called Malkerns
it's where the plantation workers live
It's dusty, it's hot and it's crowded
Bosses take more than they give

All day the women work in the pineapples and the sun
Then go home to feed the kids when the evening comes

Weekends at the Malkerns Club the lucky folk they all come around
and try to forget about the changes they see coming down
Their hassles and their headaches are all made to drift away
by a new car, a trip to the city,
good wine or a Friday night play

While all day the women work to keep their houses clean
for thirty bucks a month, if lucky servants quarters,
old clothes and old magazines

Malkerns, oh Malkerns, it's a place where you'll never get bored
You can sip your gin and tonics
or go to the squash courts

While all day the women work in the white hot sun
then go home to mind the men
and pray the virus doesn't come

All day the women work
All day the women work
All day the women work