Happy Little Children

Happy little children
Their going to
To cry inside
Moms and dads
Saying everything ok
We do it
For the children
Send them to
To public schools
The public schools
They’re for the
For the children

Happy little children
Their going to
To cry inside
Moms and dads
Saying everything ok
We do it
For the children
The staying together
Together that is
It’s for the
For the Children

Happy little children
Their going to
To cry
Moms and dads

Conform Conform Oh I’m Dead

You want to make up my mined
You want to tell me just do it
Do what you are told
Just do it do what you are told

Look rally smart, look like you have your own opinions but don’t express them don’t share them just do what you are told
Oh be societies poppet on a string, let them move you when they say it’s ok, let them shout you up when they say the word, let them starve you so they can say your so beautiful

Oh you want to make up my mined
You want to tell me just do it
Do what you are told
Just do it do what you are told

Just do what you are told
Look like an individual but don’t rally be one, conform conform oh I’m dead

We Are Throwing Out The System

We are throwing out the system
Because it’s broke beyond repair
But not the things we where tolled it was here to bring us
But just what it actually creates
It numbs the children until they run out the front doer with out even the ability left to scream
Or it causes the children to summit to forces that crush their souls more and more each day
Yes we were toled it would bring discovery
Alright it dos bring discovery
But for the most part not discovery of joy like we were told it would
But rather discovery of how it feels to greatly suffer day in and day out
Alright school you are still a good concept
But sadly one our governments have to this point not ever got even close to doing alright
And sadly one I think they will never ever get right
We are throwing out the system
Because it’s broke beyond repair
But not the things we were tolled it was here to bring us
But just what it actually creates

The First Thing They’ll Remember Loving Is Learning

The first thing I remember loving is learning
And wen I first learnt about school and that I was gonna get to go well…
I, I couldn’t what to go, go there
But wen I fawned out how it really was in their I just wanted to run
I just wanted to go runaway from school
School and all of its constant putting dawn of me and everyone ells who is different
Yes I wanted to go runaway from school
Yes at least school as I have seen it done, as I have seen it done
But I still believe in school, yes school
School as I thought it was going to be like wen I first heard about it
I still think it can be that way
Yeah I still think it can be that way for the next generation of my society
So I’m not gonna sit waiting for it
I’m, I’m not gonna sit waiting for someone ells to come and bring it to them
I’m going to go bring it to them
Them who’ve the right to spend time being young, not forest to grow up to soon
It’s coming as new king of high school
A kind of high school that doesn’t try to squish the love of learning from kids
The first thing they’ll remember loving is learning

My Little Ol’ Life

I am already way past angry and made
I am just here with a broken smile
Where did that innocent boy I know go
Crust by those who said just sit still
He was crust by those who told him just sit there still, just site there still
Could of always played games and loved learning
Crust by those who said just sit still
I am just here with a broken smile
Living what’s left of my little ol’ life
My little ol’ life, my little ol’ life

The Nonconformist, Failed By School And Hit By Love Poem

I can’t succeed alone
Oh their must be guiding forces of light
Gotta be more then just an individual walking around alone
Oh can’t just be oh just a member of a conformist group
Must be an individual in an organization of oh individuals

Gotta learn fun fun shut dawn
Gotta learn fun fun shut dawn

Oh school failed me
I can’t succeed alone
Oh their must be guiding forces of light

Keep seeing your face
Oh keep seeing your beautiful body

School failed me, oh can I succeed with you
Girl would y’ understand the way I feel?

Felt a spark in my hart

Keep seeing your face
Oh keep seeing your beautiful body

Oh think your right for me
Oh the problem is I don’t know you
Oh I know not were you hang because oh I haven’t met you yet but I

Keep seeing your face
Oh keep seeing your beautiful body

Oh you don’t know your, oh I think oh right for me

Gotta learn fun fun shut dawn
Gotta learn fun fun shut dawn

Oh I’m just a tormented young mane with these words writing this poem

School

I went in their willing but I came out not even screaming yeah not even feeling really a good thing about the place
Oh those in their they try to fill your heed with information like you are yeah another numbered Borg drown, another numbered Borg drown
Oh most of them in their made me leave my love for learning at home oh what a shame I’m not yeah another numbered Borg drown
I have seen dreadful thing their that would make anyone numb and I have had thing dun to my their that would make anyone numb,
School…

He’s Mind Dead

Someone is dying in mined yet not dying in body
He suffers yet you can’t see the hurt in him
You don’t understand him because you haven’t cared to try
So instead of trying to understand him you leave him to dying, oh dying inside
He is a curious fellow yet lately he don’t want to know anything at all
Someone is dying in mind yet not dying in body
Sow instead of trying to understand him you leave him to dying, oh dying inside
Oh ooh, oh no one cares to share in his dreams
Oh he’s mind dead