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 its too late

teacher let your students choose

teacher let your 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 our greed



teachers let your students choose

teachers let your students choose

so the lesson was intended

but your speeches never ended

now we're waiting, 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