I don't matter, you don't matter   Neither does this mindless clatter   It don't matter where you're from   What matters is your uniform      Wear your braces round your seat   Doctor Marten's on your feet   Keep your bonnet very neat   For credibility on street      We are marching as to war   We won't be obscure no more   In uniform, in 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 your norm   And 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   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 confirm      They say that nakedness is what our Lord intended   When we stand naked then we all appear the same   But it's 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 we are really fighting for   Our uniform, our uniform      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 uniform I feel like a king      They say that nakedness is what our Lord intended   That we stand naked, then we all appear the same   But it's just faking it if we all try pretending   Are we just making all our prayers in the rain      It seems insane   But heaven knows   It's all the same   And I need new clothes