Uniform

Good manners are what a man must have

Restraint and discipline we should feel glad

We can't express what we feel

We must be meek, mild and brought to heel

So wear your uniform with pride, bend over, open wide

We cannot laugh at feasts of fools

Without our piety become sin's tool

Delude ourselves decorum's yoke

Our freedom now it must be choked

So wear your uniform and laugh

As they fuck you up the arse

The carnival it must be shut

For if we think our throats they'll cut

Wear your uniform and lie every day until you die

Every day in every way

They'll keep you dumber it's what pays