I shined my shoes, could see all your faces n', oh, how you made me tie my laces
all ya' double knots, got me bound up to conform
flip ya' for a dime or a pair of trainers, sad old man, you're still gonna hate us'
cos' all you got, is what, you call the 'norm'
so get the diamonds out your soles,
n' get your head out your o' o' oh' o' o' oh'
it ain’t the sad old man wears the trainers no,
it ain’t the sad old man wears the trainers
it’s society’s norm, that you gotta conform
it’s society’s norm, that you gotta conform
an’ that’s the way it’s bin’ for ages
an’ that’s the way it’s bin’ for ages
I've walked some miles and I've seen some things, I felt the smiles that the Humanist brings an' I been many a' place in many a’ shoes
an' if there's one thing I've learnt for sure, I don't care if you're rich or poor,
I'm all about your genuine rhythm n' blues
well hey e' e' lady
let me save you the hype
don't gonna wear the shoes you like
so I can fit your stereotype, no
you can wear what you want but you can go take a hike
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
you can wear what you want but you can go take a hike
so hey e' e' lady
let me save you the hype
don't gonna wear the shoes you like
so I can fit your stereotype, no
you can wear what you want but you can go take a hike
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
you can wear what you want but you can go take a hike
sad old men wear trainers
These lyrics are about...sticking two fingers, or two trainers, up to those stale stereotypes that can pervade some of our institutional thought processes - some of those 'sad old men' are true ORIGINALS, and the world would be a poorer place without them, wm.
