Pete Townshend - Uniforms (Corp d'Esprit) lyrics

Neither does this mindless clatter

It doesn't matter where you're 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 street

We are marching as to war

We won't be obscure no more

But we're really fighting for our uniform - our uniform

I am really living life inside a jar - I'm all alone

So I feel forgiven if I'm under par - a fallen clone

Only in the river can I claim a star to call my own

I'm newly born,

In uniform I'm up on the throne.

I am frightened, you are frightened

Should we get our trousers tightened?

Where in Brighton is the norm

Who wears enlightened uniform?

On my Parka is some band

I don't really understand

Perry is my guiding hand

Scooter polo sweeps the land

We are marching as to war

We won't be obscure no more

But we're really fighting for our uniform - our uniform

They say that nakedness is what our Lord intended

When we stand naked then we all appear the same

But it's just faking if we all try pretending

Are we just making all our prayers in the rain

It seems insane, but heaven knows

I need knew clothes.

People think we all 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 Bently is

They feel so warm when they conform....

When I contemplate my future I go numb, don't feel a thing

I don't overrate my suitors number one, I always sing

But the State and their computers make me run for comfort in

My uniform.

In uniformm I feel like a king