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