by Niklas Lund
Thomas & Weidinger,
SchŁtt (Lyrics by W.E.P.)
Iím telling you man, Iíve got the school
Iíve got it so bad, man, Iím shakiní in my
Tests, homework, lessons even in the afternoon,
I canít take it no (sic) more, Iíll go mad soon.
Headmaster, caretaker, teachers,
What a bunch of crazy creatures!
If you are just a minute late,
Good old whatís-his-name is sure to meet you
at the gate.
It ainít nobodyís business when you miss a
lesson or two,
But Vehman* over the intercom announces
he wants to talk to you.
If you are under age and wanna smoke,
Youíve got to sneak into the toilets where you
The teachers and their ĒwunnerfulĒ subjects
are hard to face,
I think Iíll drop out of this stupid rat race.
All this bullshit is getting me down,
I think Iím gonna leave town.
Now you may find me at Bretterbude and
Like E-Werk or the Supol gas
Favourite hang-outs of the younger generation.
Whatís there to choose?
It drives you to booze,
Iíve got the school blues.
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