Lord Anthony

Anthony, bullied at school

Get your own back now you are cool

Or are you scared bunking off though you're a toff (?)

It's all gone wrong again, you've got Double Math



But the teacher's got no control

The boys all run riot

"You all stay quiet or you will die"



Tony, at the back of the gym

Smoke another one, your chances are slim,

'Cause here they come again

And they got you on the ground

tasting blood again

At least it's your own



When will you realise it doesn't pay

To be smarter then teachers, smarter then 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 can't get worse

Just take it in the guts, it can't get worse

Just take it in the guts, it can't get worse

Just take it in the guts, it can't get worse then this



'cause you'll soon be old enough to leave them

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

if the kids could see you they would pass you right by

blue mascara running over your eye



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 were off for a week boy!



Because you're 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

Without a notion of a care

You'll leave two fingers in the air

To linger there