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