Killing Me Slowly With Their Noise (c1977)

I heard it was a good school in every single way
I thought I'd manage well until I met 2A
They looked so young and sweet but that had vanished in 2 weeks.
They were smearing their food on my windows, telling my life to their Mums
Killing me slowly with their noise, killing me slowly with their noise
Telling my whole life to their mums, killing me slowly with their noise.

But their uniforms were tidy, on the surface all was right
Willie Golding called me Sir but he carried a flick knife
Debbie, Adele and Cherie specialised in crude graffiti
And smoking all break in the toilets, leading the First Year astray
Killing me slowly etc.

And now i'm getting grey hairs, ruining my chance of dates
Friends say I'm ageing fast but I'm only twenty.........
My throat is red and sore from screaming out louder more and more
They're asking me for for my phone number, saying they'll meet me up town.
Killing me slowly etc.