Diminished Clothes

It's nautical with weirdos

The cinema stays dry

The underground its heroes

They're queueing up, my oh my



The polythene wigwam ritual

She's got a blue bikini

Two kisses and you're captive

Like something from fred fellini



Chorus :



The need to play grew up with the admiring of those in diminished clothes



They're marching in defiant

They carry their flags on high

The military hatchet people

Are giving their battle cry



There's latin sounds on sunday

With caramel cr