Expectations

Monday morning, wake up knowing that you've got to go to school
Tell your mum what to expect, she says it's right out of the blue
Do you want to work in Debenham's, because that's what they expect
Start in Lingerie, and Doris is your supervisor

And the head said that you always were a queer one from the start
For careers you say you went to be remembered for your art
Your obsession gets 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, you've got no appetite
And the rumour is you never go with boys and you are tight
So they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk
While your cleaning up the mess the teacher's looking up your skirt

Hey, you've been used
Are you calm, settle down?
Write a song, I'll sing along
Soon you will know that you are sane
You're on top of the world again

Monday morning, wake up knowing that you've got to go to school
Tell your mum what to expect, she says it's right out of the blue
Do you went to work in C&A, 'cause that's what they expect
Move to laundry and take a feel off Joe the Storeman

Tell Veronica the secret of the boy you never kissed
She's got everything to gain 'cause she's a fat girl with a lisp
She sticks up for you when you get aggravation from the snobs
'Cause you can't afford a blazer girl you're always wearing clogs

At the interval you lock yourself away inside a room
Head of English gets you, asks you, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Do you think you're better then the other kids? Well, get outside"
You've got permission, you've got to make the bastard think he's right

Hey, you've been used
Write a song, I'll sing along
Are you calm? Settle down
Soon you will know that you are sane
You're on top of the world again

And you're cool, and you know
You're a star and you'll go far
Listen to me as a friend
Not just a boy who play guitar
You're on top of the world again



Credits
Writer(s): Isobel Campbell, Richard Colburn, Christopher Geddes, Stephen Jackson, Stuart Murdoch, Michael John Cooke
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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