There Is Always Something There To Remind Me - The Housemartins

The teacher’s name was Charles

He made me feel like Jack

Thought Martin was late

'Cause he sat right at the back

Thought my name was Peter

The time that I was there

I told him it was Paul

But he didn’t seem to care

Drawing moustaches and glasses

While on the 'ruling classes'

Drawing willies on soldiers

From Berlin to Damascus

It shouts out loud

I’m more than you

Making bombs in chemistry

And catapults in craft

He thought I must be far too

Down, for this class

He even told the caretaker

I didn’t want to pass

And he agreed he’d seen me

Cutting 'cross his grass

Would he keep all the marbles

He’d taken in that year

Would we stormtroop the staffroom

And pinch his cans of beer

It shouts out loud

I’m more than you

There is always something there to remind me

Of something that I should’ve left behind me

It taps you on the shoulder in a que

It shouts across the street, I’ve more than you

There is always something there to remind me

Of you

It shouts out loud

I’m more than you