Nasty Little Revolution

I so want to travel back in time

To change the way you've fixed your mind

Can't leave well enough alone for long

The politicians change their lines

They want to give it all back

Before it's too late

And teachers let their students choose

Teachers let their students choose

The money hungry wash their hands

These fat old bastards loose their plans

The battle masters make their peace

And violent hands will soon release

A love of such intensity

It exposes all of our greed

Teachers let your students choose

Teachers let your students choose

And a lesson was intended

But your speeches never ended

Now we're waiting for a chance

Just to speak

Get on the floor

Get under your desk

This is it, this is not a test

Get on the floor

Get under your desk

This is not a test

Oh, teacher what a cruel mistake

You know we can't leave well enough alone

For goodness sake