标题:baggy
艺人:Madness
作词:Foreman, McPherson
节拍:
Moderate ♩ = 130
注释:Naughty boys in nasty schoolsHead-masters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing foolsSmashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring a-gain.Oh what fun we hadBut, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at schoolWas how to bend not break the rulesOh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so badTrying different ways To make a difference to The Head-master's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's schoolEvery term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall talesWalking home and squashing snails.Oh what fun we hadBut, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at schoolWas how to bend not break the rulesOh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so badTrying different ways To make a difference to the daysLots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the parkKicking Pushbikes after darkBaggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirtTeacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup.Oh what fun we hadBut, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at schoolWas how to bend not break the rulesOh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so badTrying different ways To make a difference to the daysBaggy trousersBaggy trousersBaggy trousers
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歌词:
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmaster's breaking all the rules
Having fun and playing fools
Smashing up the woodwork tools
All the teachers in the pub
Passing round the ready-rub
Trying not to think of when
The lunchtime bell will ring again.
Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days.
The headmaster's had enough today
All the kids have gone away
Gone to fight with next door's school
Every term, that is the rule
Sits alone and bends his cane
Same old backsides again
All the small ones tell tall tales
Walking home and squashing snails.
Lots of girls and lots of boys
Lots of smells and lots of noise
Playing football in the park
Kicking pushbikes after dark
Baggy trousers, dirty shirt
Pulling hair and eating dirt
Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup.
Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers
Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers
