A happy start a sad, sad ending   For every minute of the story   See as their wills are broke and bending   Save the good girls in their glory      A primary academy where a secondary seminary   Teaching finishing rinse, and dancing tips, and scorn    Always concerned with plummeting virginity rates   We lecture young girls on how babies are born       Children, make a chain! oh, children make a chain!      The staff here is severe, yet so altruistic   It hurts us more than it hurts them   The new girls are tender, the old ones sadistic   The late janitress was a gem      Don't belive what the boys from next door heard   Requirements do include math   We draw straws and put our best foot forward   Down the straight and narrow path      Listen to our pretty song   We are happy as the day is long   Forget the things you thought you knew   We'll make a very good girl of you (x2)      A pupil transferred here from Lavender Lake   She wrote a winning essay on self-denial   Some underage urchins were forced to matriculate,   Their records kept here undefiled      Neat retreat slips through their fingers   Which little girl made the plan?   Surely involved were the vespers bell-ringers   Down a ladder, through the gate, then they ran!      Listen to our pretty song,   We are happy as the day is long   Forget the things you thought you knew,   We'll make a very good girl of you (x2)      ...and the girls ran out of the schoolyard and up the hill behind.   "I'm scared!" said the littlest one.   "Don't worry." said the leader.   "They could catch us, or they could kill us,   But they can never crush our spirit!"