Lyrics

Brown trousers

You can see them wherever you go, in the town and in the park
Knowing things we?ll never know, sometimes they just sit in the dark
I don?t know how they feel
I don?t know how they feel

They always wear a tie and carefully fold their papers
For 2 pins they?ll spit in your eye, sometimes they get the vapours
Sometimes they can?t help but cry
Sometimes they can?t help but cry

God save me from brown trousers and anoraks and cardigans as well
Lord preserve me from sheltered houses
and skinny dogs that always seem to smell
especially when it rains

They roll their fags and pick their noses and clutter up the place
They put horse shit on their roses and never forget a face
It?s hard to believe they were once young
It?s hard to believe they were young

They got secret magazines and they keep the in the shed
They think they?re so obscene but it?s all in their head
Nobody else gives a toss
Nobody else gives a toss

God save me from brown trousers and anoraks and cardigans as well
Lord preserve me from sheltered houses
and skinny dogs that always seem to smell
especially when it rains

I know I?ll be one someday I feel it coming on like a virus
I already know what?s wrong with the world we need a leader to inspire us
Get us to pull our weight and inspire us
Get us to pull our weight and inspire us

With their pipes and skinny dogs they chew the fat and spill their beans
They soak their teeth and saw up logs and try and forget their dreams
Try and forget their dreams
Try and forget their dreams
Try and forget their dreams

© Steve Linford