[Verse]
Eight million pins and the pellet count climbs
Domestic capability money can buy
Clean talk, proud talk, say it again
Manufacturing AGR pins

[Verse 1]
They stack up the pellets and call it pride
Put the figures by the fuel racks, roll them inside
Decades of language in a neat little hymn
Manufacturing AGR pins

They say it’s for homes and the schools and the grid
For the wards and the offices, all for the kids
Stand them by the cask mouth, let the guests walk in
Manufacturing AGR pins

[Verse 2]
Press it, bake it, stack it, seal it
Sell the horizon till the room can feel it
Strength of the nation in a pin packed to the brim
Manufacturing AGR pins

No one wants the waste in the kiln-room praise
No one wants the question of who carries the blame
Just capability, continuity, discipline
Manufacturing AGR pins

[Bridge]
What about the backend, mate?
What about the bins?
What about the hot old mess
Behind your shiny pins?
You count them by the million
Then clap when it begins
Eight decades later
Still manufacturing AGR pins

[Big Finish]
Eight million pins and they still want praise
Five hundred million pellets through the kilns for days
Raise up the pellet count, let the cladding sing
Manufacturing AGR pins