Текст песни Jethro Tull - Uniform
Jethro Tull - Uniform слова песни
See black, see yellow with little notebooks drawnSee grey stripes bowling down the streetSilver streaks and t-shirts so precisely tornStrange foreign chaps in white bed-sheets ---UniformsSee golden halod men of high renownPrance to the politicians beatWell tailored in unswerving eleganceWith shoes by gucci on their feet ---UniformsHow do you know who the hell you are? Wake up each day under a different starDressed to the nines, meet yourself going homeLike a clone, smartly dressed in your pressed uniformWhite battle dress on green pitch, proud elevenBeneath the swelling box so neatThe teeming millions of the future fly ---The spinning cricket ball to cheatTheyre all uniform