I first heard "Motor Trade Workers" on Wally Whyton's Folk Music programme sometime in the early eighties which I then taped and transcribed. I forgot to record the singers' names but if my memory serves me right then it was sung my two Midlanders, probably Brummies (for those not versed in the slang prevalent in the UK, a Brummy is one who has the fortune/misfortune to originate from Birmingham, England, where one says "any roud up" instead of " in any case" and "kike" instead of "cake").
The song is a vigorous description of life in the car-making industry where the goodies are the workers (labelled as shirkers as the song puts it) and the baddies are the investors and financial backers (who are greedily counting their ackers as the song also puts it). It went down extremely well with my brother-in-law, Rodney, and his mate, who also then worked as suppliers to the car industry when I sang it too them whilst on a visit here in Bremen, Germany.
Whilst in Dubai I wrote and once sang a parody of this song renaming it "Oh, we are the aviation teachers".