I dont matter, you dont matter Neither does this mindless clatter It dont matter where youre from What matters is your uniform Wear your braces round your seat Doctor Martens on your feet Keep your barnet very neat For credibility on the street We are marching as to war We wont be obscure no more In uniform, in uniform I am really living life inside a jar, Im all alone So I feel forgiven if Im under par, a fallen clone Only in the river can I claim a star to call my own Im newly born in uniform, Im up on the throne I am frightened, you are frightened Should we get our trousers tightened? Where in Brighton is your norm? Who wears enlightened uniform? On my parka is some band I dont really understand Perry is my guiding hand Scooter polo sweeps the land We are marching as to war We wont be obscure no more In uniform, in uniform People think we dress alike to segregate identities Pills or drink or puffing pipes in integrated entities Then they wink and snort their line and say how great their Bentley is They feel so warm when they conform They say that nakedness is what our Lord intended When we stand naked then we all appear the same But its just faking it if we all try pretending Are we just making all our prayers in the rain? Heaven knows I need new clothes We are marching as to war But were really fighting for Our uniform, our uniform When I contemplate my future, I go numb, dont feel a thing I dont overrate my suitors, number one, I always sing But the state and their computers make me run for comfort in My uniform, in uniform I feel like a king They say that nakedness is what our Lord intended When we stand naked then we all appear the same But its just faking it if we all try pretending Are we just making all our prayers in the rain? It seems insane But heaven knows Its all the same And I need new clothes
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