got a choice Well there is a choice Open your eyes and see the choice Of a uniformed choice Uniform Choice, Uniform Choice Uniform Choice, Uniform Choice
ve got a choice Well there is a choice Open your eyes and see the choice Of a uniformed choice Uniform Choice, Uniform Choice Uniform Choice, Uniform Choice
own life! Look at me I'm wide awake I create my own reality!!! 2012 - It could be heaven It could be hell Make a choice Make a decision Make a difference
while they search for a mate, my type hibernate in bedrooms above Composing their songs of love Young, uniform minds in uniform lines and uniform ties
while they search for a mate My type hibernate In bedrooms above Composing their songs of love Young, uniform minds In uniform lines And uniform ties
Where the guests like souvenirs They play with you 'till you're all worn out Back where the guests like souvenirs Prison color blue It's a uniform of choice
while they search for a mate, my type hibernate In bedrooms above, composing their songs of love Young, uniform minds, in uniform lines And uniform
a uniform Dialing the numbers on a xylophone Starin' at the mirror, watching you transformin' Making sure they all know you alone Rollin' up a twenty
don't wanna stay at home Not making any noise I've always got to be out I've always got to have a choice I don't want security Don't want responsibility
my patent leather boots, my helmet, my holster, where I've dug my new roots. This is my duty, this is my voice, this is my uniform, this is my choice
've always got to have a choice I don't want security Don't want responsibility Youth youth youth Youth youth youth I don't want no uniform I don't
Self suppressed Generation vexed Ha, self oppressed Just another generation hexed (lead) What choice for a new generation? A generation vexed Still no choice for a
Give a man a uniform He'll give you a hard time Educate you about AIDS The new moralistic crime Things they never dreamed of When they were a youth
Dressed in a pirates uniform and all Lookin' like a fool, headin' for a fall He was walkin' home late one night, God bless Heard the scream of a woman
You've been a good girl You've been a bad girl You're not a girl anymore Deep in a picture show Unbuttoned in the last row You watched the grown ups win
a day that its raining to strike a vein to take my name in Changing your uniform and altering your mind set Has your pointer finger decided if it was a
and you hit your shoes And there's no paper towels Now what else can go wrong for you It's a choice between a cab fare home And a packet of cigarettes
