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We had PE on Tuesdays

And English on Wednesdays

School was a prison

Where I served my time

The teachers all loathed me

My attitude fooled them

They quite often nailed me

To any old crime

Life was so different

For underachievers

Who grew up surviving

On scraps they were sent

The painters, the singers

The being unusual

They ducked and they dived

Until they were fed

Normal

Would send me to sleep

So I made my escape every day of the week

Normal

Would not teach me much

So I stayed at home and watched

Starsky and Hutch

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I never read Shakespeare

Or understood Latin

I lived in a small house

With no books at all

But there was a record

That I kept on playing

And I had a suitcase

Out in the hall

Life was so different

Or have I just grown up

And turned into someone

I feared I would be

The teacher who caned me

Is now on the inside

He's getting me back for my history

Normal

Would lead me to drink

So I moved out and stuck my head in the sink

Normal

Meant nothing to me

But that's just the way

It turned out to be

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We had fish on Friday

Roast on Sunday

Salads in summer

Fresh from the ground

We all peeled potatoes

While mum made the crumble

My memory savours

The love that we found