Alright!
Whoo
And now listen, sirs, one and all
Your wrongs you've gotta tell
You must confess to the guy in a dress
Or you know you're gonna burn in hell
And now the court will stand up for the beat
Or you'll go down for contempt
Would you listen to his fury, people of the jury?
Some guy can't pay his rent
Ah, ah, just gimme a uniform
And I won't be responsible
I'll do what the hell they want me to
And now see the super run, it's true
With a pocketful of fashion news
And he's a guy with the most, simply right for the post
Don't you step on his blue suede shoes
So give me stripes and bowler hats
And a briefcase full of porn
And nine to five and a lovely wife
A dreary life gone wrong
Ah, ah, just gimme a uniform
And I won't be responsible
I'll do what the hell they want me to
Gimme a uniform
And I won't be responsible
I'll do what the hell they want me to
So the good men in blue tell me what to do
You gotta know he's only fair and square
He knows that he's right, but he's outta sight
'Cause when you need a hand, he's never there
So read your books, page 41
And don't you start halfway down
And there's someone at the back, stop doing that
You're acting like a clown
Ah, ah, just gimme a uniform
And I won't be responsible
I'll do what the hell they want me to
Gimme a uniform
And I won't be responsible
I'll do what the hell they want me to
Ah, ah, gimme a uniform
Ah, ah, gimme a uniform
Ah, ah, gimme a uniform
Ah, ah, gimme a uniform
Ah, ah, just gimme a uniform
And I won't be responsible
I'll do what the hell they want me to
Gimme a uniform
And I won't be responsible
I'll do what the hell they want me to
Alright
Hmm, yes, huh
Sounds great
Whoo
