Anthony, bullied at school Get your own back now you are cool Or are you scared you're bunking off though you're a toff (?) It's all gone wrong again, you've got Double Maths
But the teacher's got no control The boys all run riot "You all stay quiet or you will die"
Tony, the back of the gym Smoke another one, your chances are slim, 'Cause here they come again And they got you on the ground You're tasting blood again At least it's your own
When will you realise it doesn't pay To be smarter than teachers, smarter than most boys "Shut your mouth, start kicking the football" Bang on the teeth you are off for a week, boy (?)
You may as well take it in the guts, it could get worse Just take it in the guts, it could get worse Just take it in the guts, it could get worse Just take it in the guts, it could get worse
Oh but hey, you'll soon be old enough to leave them all And without a notion of a care You'll leave two fingers in the air To linger there
Tony, you're a bit of a mess Melted Tolberone under your dress But if the kids could see you they would pass you right by Your blue mascara's running over your eye
Why don't you realise it doesn't pay To be smarter than teachers, smarter than most boys "Shut your mouth, start kicking the football" Bang on the teeth you were off for a week boy (?)
They call you Lord Anthony but hey, it could be worse Lord Anthony but hey, it could be worse Lord Anthony but hey, it could be worse Lord Anthony but hey, it kind of suits you anyway
You'll soon be old enough to leave them there Without a notion of a care You'll leave two fingers in the air To linger there
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