This food for thought is clogging my trap
Principal's looking ready to snap

Dazed by the slow clock time to choose
Too tired to sit fishing for clues
Our hollow heads, if bent might break
Our teacher's breath could make us faint
Einstein, I ain't

Bound for detention, tardy again
This idiot's last chance is spent

So come on we ain't got much to lose
Besides some books and blackboard blues
Meet down the alley before school
There'll be some beers maybe some tunes
Come on you fools

A loser's holiday is what is needed here
Maybe three days every week
While all the burnt out teachers, mopey teens all stare
At their feet,
Yeah, yeah yeah

(Instrumental Break)

My little skull is splitting from facts
Let's find a hole and slip through the cracks

Dazed by the slow clock time to choose
Too tired to sit fishing for clues
Our hollow heads, if bent might break
Our teacher's breath could make us faint

So come on we ain't got much to lose
Besides some books and blackboard blues
Meet down the alley before school
There'll be some beers maybe some tunes
Come on you fools

(Instrumental Climax)