Jethro Tull - Uniform | Текст песни

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See black, see yellow with little notebooks drawn

See grey stripes bowling down the street

Silver streaks and T-shirts so precisely torn

Strange foreign chaps in white bed-sheets ---

Uniforms

See golden halo'd men of high renown

prance to the politicians' beat

Well tailored in unswerving elegance

with shoes by Gucci on their feet ---

Uniforms

How do you know who the hell you are?

Wake up each day under a different star

Dressed to the nines, meet yourself going home

like a clone, smartly dressed in your pressed uniform

White battle dress on green pitch, proud eleven

Beneath the swelling box so neat

the teeming millions of the future fly ---

the spinning cricket ball to cheat

They're all uniform