White Shirt / Clean Shirt

We lose our eyes, In suits and ties Thoughts in rows and limbs in columns From the cradle to the coffin, to the bottom We’ve held our tongues. Since we were young Jump into the Yellow Pages, As we transcend place to spaces Chorus Is it white enough? Is it clean enough? (Is it? Ha! Is it? Ha!) Is it creased too much? Do you talk too much? (Is it? Ha! Is it?) Urgh ha urgh ha (In a big room, In a big room) Verse 2 Dreamt big got small Don’t care at all Got up to fall Don’t care at all At public school (at public school) They learn to rule (they learn to rule) But at state school (but at state school) They learn to fall (they learn to fall) Chorus Is it white enough? Is it clean enough? (Is it? Ha! Is it? Ha!) Is it creased too much? Are you mean enough? (Is it? Ha! Is it?) Urgh ha urgh ha (In a big room, In a big room)