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)