They make me wake up early
When I should be sleeping instead
The sun hasn’t raised his head
But I’m already out of my bed
I go through the motions
Like a ritual, everyday
I dream about the weekends
But they’re always far away
I wish I could find a formula to make myself grow
I won’t be going to school
I won’t be going to school tomorrow

…

All sorts of people fill that place
My friends, they are friendly
The bullies, they all bully
And they all do their jobs so perfectly
Mr. Vain, he is kind
Miss Confused, she is nice
But when I ask them a question
They fill me up with lies
And all sorts of nonsensical stuff, at me, they throw
I won’t be going to school
I won’t be going to school tomorrow

…

There are so many other things
I’d rather be doing
I could go swimming or I could go riding
Or I could be singing or I could be writing
A song, instead of my homework
These numbers are so frightening
I ain’t got dyslexia
But my brain isn’t igniting
Is there some excuse which I could borrow?
I won’t be going to school
I won’t be going to school tomorrow

…

Mom and dad want me to suffer
Like they used to do
They say that it’s a virtue
I should pass on to my kids too
But I ain’t so keen on children
Neither am I on a wife
Don’t know how they’re related
I just wanna live my life
It’s hard to complete myself when they’re having a row
I won’t be going to school
I won’t be going to school tomorrow

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The whole thing is a waste
The whole thing is a scam
They want me to be like them
They don’t like who I am
They tie a collar around our neck
Then they teach us to be free
They teach us how to make money
They teach us how to be
When they should be teaching us how to be happy or face sorrow
I won’t be going to school
I won’t be going to school tomorrow