I smell, and you dig it~
and the head said that you always were a queer one from the start
for careers you say you want to 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 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 is looking up your skirt
hey, you’re being 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
expectations - belle e sebastian * where you can find me, on the web
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