that old school of mine

that old school of mine
where i used to go
used to wear a uniform
oh so long ago
the kids are now all grown up
and they seem to still be friends
i guess my parents fucked up
i listen to radiohead's the bends
seems like time passes slow over here
there's never much to do
i wish my thoughts were more clear
i feel like a fucking fool
while my old classmates are living it up
im sitting in a basement
i almost feel like im stuck
tired of pixes's debaser
i need an eraser
something that'll redo this
i don't know why they bother
i almost feel like saying screw this
i wish i had one of those uniforms
with all those cool buttons and shit
i think they called the grades forms
slam a soccer ball and see how far its hit
gymn class on a rope
act in plays in front of class
after the move to america mope
join with the kids and be an ass
we'll play recorder and violin
and use old school floppy discs
we used to make model airplanes
and used to make soccer game risks
shivi used to live in a big house
and had cool computer games
frogs in the backyard no larger than a mouse
creeks behind the fence it rains
grap a map and a compass and go
follow the map and see where you are
run with your friends and walk with a pack
make sure that you dont wander too far
grab a tie and a jacket
pull up your socks and use a garter
there's english rigor don't bother fighting it
remember son you'll be british forever