[00:00.000] 作词 : Raymond Douglas Davies
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Raymond Douglas Davies
[00:00.000]（Sung by: Belle and The Floosies）
[00:04.842]（As Flash's empire is being dismantled piece by piece）
[00:09.717]There ain't no beauty
[00:14.104]And there ain't no style
[00:19.023]There's no quality
[00:23.338]And there's no purity
[00:28.654]Honour's dead and buried
[00:32.502]Because it's unnecessary
[00:38.089]Look at all the people
[00:42.173]Why they all look the same
[00:47.267]They're walking to the factory
[00:51.375]In their cloth caps and trilbies
[00:56.510]They've got no style
[01:01.339]Ain't it a pity
[01:05.732]They're tearing old quality down
[01:09.200]Without any pity
[01:12.273]Now they're coming to take me away
[01:16.152]To Scrapheap City
[01:19.499]They say that good manners belong on a heap
[01:24.143]They say they're outdated and they're obsolete
[01:28.781]And now they're coming to take me away
[01:32.087]To Scrapheap City
[01:37.535]
[01:46.823]There's no quality
[01:51.135]And there ain't no style
[01:55.751]Just miles and miles
[02:00.644]Of Scrapheap piles
[02:05.212]There's no quality
[02:09.587]And there's no purity
[02:14.494]They're digging up all of the flowers
[02:17.798]Because they look pretty
[02:21.283]And erecting identical concrete monstrosities
[02:28.301]They're killing off all of the animals too
[02:32.954]The only ones left are the ones in the zoo
[02:37.351]Now they're coming to take me away
[02:40.977]To Scrapheap City
[02:46.914]Ain't it a pity
[02:51.566]Scrapheap City

作词 : Raymond Douglas Davies
作曲 : Raymond Douglas Davies
（Sung by: Belle and The Floosies）
（As Flash's empire is being dismantled piece by piece）
There ain't no beauty
And there ain't no style
There's no quality
And there's no purity
Honour's dead and buried
Because it's unnecessary
Look at all the people
Why they all look the same
They're walking to the factory
In their cloth caps and trilbies
They've got no style
Ain't it a pity
They're tearing old quality down
Without any pity
Now they're coming to take me away
To Scrapheap City
They say that good manners belong on a heap
They say they're outdated and they're obsolete
And now they're coming to take me away
To Scrapheap City
There's no quality
And there ain't no style
Just miles and miles
Of Scrapheap piles
There's no quality
And there's no purity
They're digging up all of the flowers
Because they look pretty
And erecting identical concrete monstrosities
They're killing off all of the animals too
The only ones left are the ones in the zoo
Now they're coming to take me away
To Scrapheap City
Ain't it a pity
Scrapheap City