Lord Anthony - Belle & Sebastian

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

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 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’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

Cause you’ll soon be old enough to leave them

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

If the boys could see you they would pass you right by

Blue mascara running over your eye

When will you realize 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’re off for a week boy

(Anthony it could be worse, Anthony it could be worse)

They call you Lord Anthony

But hey, it could be worse than (Anthony it could be worse)

Lord Anthony

But hey, it could be worse (Anthony it could be worse)

Lord Anthony

But hey, it kind of suits you anyway (Anthony it kind of suits you)

You’ll soon be old enough to leave them

Without a notion of a care

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