Expectations

Monday morning wake up knowing that you've gotta go to school
Tell your Mum what to expect, she says "It's right out of the blue"
Do you went 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 wanna be remembered for your art
Your obsessions get 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 rumor is you never go with boys that you are tight
So they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk
While you're cleaning up the mess the teacher's looking up your skirt

Hey you've been used
Why you can't 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