monday morning wake up knowing that you gotta go to school
tell ur mom what to expect, she says its right out of the blue
do you wanna work in debenhams, cause thats what they expect
start in lingerie and doris is your supervisor

and the head said you always were a queer one from the start
for careers you say you wanna be remembered for your art
your obsessions ger you known throughout the school for being strange
making life-size models of the velvet underground in clay.

in the queue for lunch they take the piss, youve got no appetite
and the roumour is that you never go with boys and youre tight
so they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk
while you're cleaning up the mess the teachers looking up your skirt.