maxwell you bought a new tie,and i dont like it,neither does jenkins but he dont have the heart,to tell you,for fear of tearing your world apart,the girls in the office sniggle behind your back,maxwell you nonny you fat little twat,maxwell i hate you i gob in your tea,i break all your pencils mess up your desk,steal all your rubbers,and rulers i snap,tell me fat boy maxwell,what you think of that,i hate your tie maxwell,and your coffee cup,i may just break it ,at tea break i watch your fat little face spewing biscuit crumbs all over the place,you woddling fat git i hate your tie,dont dare fat boy maxwell look me in the eye.