.. and I thought they were smoking, on drugs or just joking when they were speaking to me
but the blue clouds lingered there,
I had to tear myself away from the balance wheel to feel anything
the tune of time whistled by me
I started singing along
out through the wind tunnel and into the storm.
Form 4 C
back in the classroom and there's a set square on the table
teacher's not able to control me
and I am the truant again
and I thought it normal
the
Informal education
It was prostitution on a grand scale
we were for sale to the future and backed up against the past
But fast and foolhardy I hardly had chance to win at the pool hall before school came to catch me
The balance wheel pivots on the tip of a pin
if I turn and spin or smoke a joint I can almost see the point of it
Just joking
I can't see
nothing but
The
Bogeymen.
Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 3:01 PM UTC
.. and I thought they were smoking, on drugs or just joking when they were speaking to me
but the blue clouds lingered there,
I had to tear myself away from the balance wheel to feel anything
the tune of time whistled by me
I started singing along
out through the wind tunnel and into the storm.
Form 4 C
back in the classroom and there's a set square on the table
teacher's not able to control me
and I am the truant again
and I thought it normal
the
Informal education
It was prostitution on a grand scale
we were for sale to the future and backed up against the past
But fast and foolhardy I hardly had chance to win at the pool hall before school came to catch me
The balance wheel pivots on the tip of a pin
if I turn and spin or smoke a joint I can almost see the point of it
Just joking
I can't see
nothing but
The
Bogeymen.
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