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 maths
And the teacher's got no control so

The boys will run riot, you will stay quiet
Or you will die


Tony at the back of the gym
Smoke another one, your chances are slim
'Cos here they come again

And they got you on the ground
Tasting blood again, at least it's your own
When will you realise that it never pays

To be smarter than teachers
Smarter than most boys?
Shut your mouth, start kicking the football

Bang on the teeth, you're off for a week boy

You may as well take it in the guts - it can't get worse

Take it in the guts - it can't get worse that this
You'll soon be old enough to leave them
And without a notion of a care

You'll lift two fingers in the air to linger there

Tony, you're a bit of a mess

Melted Toblerone under your dress
And if the boys could see you they would pass you right bye
Blue mascara running over your eye

When will you realise that it never pays
To be smarter than teachers
Smarter than most boys?

Shut your mouth, start kicking the football
Bang on the teeth, you're off for a week boy


They call you Lord Anthony
But hey - it could be worse than
Lord Anthony, but hey - it could be worse than

Lord Anthony, but hey - it kind of suits you anyway
You'll soon be old enough to leave them
And without a notion of a care

You'll lift two fingers in the air to linger there