People don't like the state of my hair
They say I look stupid, but I don't care
They say that I look a bit of a prat
"You'll never get a proper job looking like that"
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm
People say it's time that I grew up
I just tell 'em to shut the cluck up
They say that it's time I got a career
A shop shelf stacker or a chartered surveyor
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm
I'm gonna buy me a brave new world
Where I can do whatever I please
And everyone can do whatever they want
As long as everybody dresses like me
As long as they all have their hair like me
As long as everybody thinks like me
Conforms to the non-conformity
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm
People say it's time I settled down
With a husband and kid in the nice part of town
I don't suppose I'll ever be rich
But it's much better being a Scary b**h
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm
We must, we must, we must conform
We must, we must conform to the norm