The Happiest Days Of Our Lives
You! Yes, you! Stand still laddy
When we grew up and went to schoolThere were certain teachers who wouldHurt the children any way they couldBy pouring their derisionUpon anything we didAnd exposing every weaknessHowever carefully hidden by the kidsBut in the town it was well knownWhen they got home at night, their fat andPsychopathic wives would thrash themWithin inches of their lives