LYRICS:

Today I’m starting high school where boys are turned to men.
I've packed my sword and shield, we don’t use paper and pen.
Everyone’s a jock here, we don’t have Spartan nerds
The weedy kids were left to die as breakfast for the birds.

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We’re taught to love a fight, we’re taught not to be meek
And if we’re good they feed us three square meals every week.

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Let’s go fighting now, fighting is exciting now,
Rocking at the Spartan School.

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At Spartan kindergarten I’m the boss that’s understood
I smack 'em if they’re naughty and I thwack 'em if they’re good.
I’m feeling rather peckish, I’m gonna steal some food -
Caught! I’ll have to punish you, ungrateful Spartan brood.

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We promise not to steal, we’re not the thieving sort -
Stealing is considered good what’s bad is getting caught.

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Let’s get beating now, learn lies and cheating now,
Rolling at the Spartan School

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We have a bunch of contests to see who is the best
The meanest, leanest, roughest, toughest Spartan contest.
This one is my favourite game, lashings of good fun.
Didn’t feel a thing - I want my mum.

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We pass our last exam and it’s Spartan graduation
Straight away we go to work, no time for celebration.
Ten years' active service in the army, no diversion
There’s only one job for a Spartan - killing lot’s of Persians!

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Wondering about love? It’s banned until you’re thirty
High School doesn’t teach romance, it teaches fighting dirty.

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Let’s go fighting now, fighting is exciting now,
Rocking at the Spartan School.

Let’s get beating now, learn lies and cheating now
Rolling at the Spartan School.