Silver Tree Top School For Boys
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Here's the town in which I live, Petunia Green
Here's the shop and here's the man who sold me laces for my shoes
There is Mr. Marcus Forge, they say he's mad
Here's the battle that they won at Silvertreetop School for Boys
Early days were good as gold
An apple here, an apple there, and everywhere a yes sir, no sir
They made me roll the cricket pitch once a day
I've never been so happy than in Silvertreetop School for Boys
The mowing machine was leaving small piles of grass
The wind had blown some leaves into the pipe of Mr. Marcus
This man of teaching fell upon the cricket field
Smiling, laughing, rolling about in Silvertreetop School for Boys
Hey there, they called in the staffroom
They called in the canteen
Hey come and look at what I've found
A thousand boys and matchless city on the cricket ground
At Silvertreetop School for Boys
The English master thought he was a purple mouse
And the head was usually sat while swinging from a tree
Mr. Brown the physics man is off his head
And everyone just loves the grass at Silvertreetop School for Boys
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