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