Khaki trousers, army boots Clothes worn by today`s youth An unseen war without the crime Population growing all the time Fighting against their so-called masters Without the aid of bombs and plasters Mummy worrying, What shall we do Father says, Put `em in a zoo Politicians blab the crap Vote for me, I`m a clever chap We know he`s just a bore What the hell does he take us for We must fight their so-called schemes Put an end to their shit regime Come on, chaps, just join the call up: You`re just one big fucking balls up
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