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andquot;shhh...hello class iand'm mr. felcher
mr. johson is out today with a virus
so iand'll be your substitute teacher this afternoon.
before we get started let me say this:
iand'm not as friendly as i look and iand'm not as funny
as i look either (laughter). well letand's get started.
weand're gonna start where mr. johnson left off
so if youand'll turn your textbooks to page 86 and iand'll begin....andquot;
(1st verse)
sittin in my class with my head on my desk
teacherand's trying to talk but i could give a fuck less
iand'm staring at this freak that i know iand'm in love with
but she donand't even know my name itand's always been the same
i just lay my head down and drown in my spit
nobody even notices iand'm here and'cuz i ainand't shit
iand'm hearing voices but i donand't know what theyand're saying
sweat is on my forehead and'cuz my brainand's inside decaying
and this bitch that i love proband'ly donand't have no idea
sheand's talking to her friends iand'm in the corner and i see her
something happening but it isnand't very clear
sounds like a bell sounds like an electric chair
next thing you know iand'm walking in a crowded hall
so many different faces that i throw up on the wall
some are yelling sick and the others stop and stare but i donand't care
iand'm in a hurry going nowhere
see my head is spinning and'cuz iand'm lonley and iand'm twisted
but i have a secret everybody missed it
just a nobody and i think itand's a drag
but i got mr. johnsonand's head...in my bookbag
(chorus x2)
i couldnand't stand the pressure, not another day
i didnand't like the fucker mr. johnson anyway
i sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag
i cut the bigotand's head off and i stuffed it in my bag
(2nd verse)
i wish somebody knew me and'cuz then they could say iand'm wrong
but since nobody knows me i got it going on
iand'm staring at the clock, a tick and a tock
i got a couple food stamps folded in my sock
i must be a ghost, everybody walks through me
if i died in class they would proband'ly say they knew me
or they wouldnand't care, they wouldnand't even move
my dead body rotting in the back of the room
for weeks and months stinking up the class
until somebody notice, then they throw me in the trash
i can hear the teacher man talking about columbus
heand's nothing but an old dead fuck with a compass
ran up on a beach and threw everybody off
and then we claim discovery and now we all applaud
i donand't give a fuck to learn youand're all going to hell
iand'm trapped in my mind and my brain is my cell
but i have the key itand's called insanity
i stick it in my brain to unlock eternity
iand'm just a nobody and i think itand's a drag
but i got mr. johnsons head...in my bookbag
(chorus x2)
Mr. felcher: andquot;ok class, america is the land of the free. a land of
democracy. a land without prejudice, and above all a land of freedom.
thatand's the beautiful thing about our country; we are all treated equal. all
races live together in harmony. what is it, scott?andquot;
scott: andquot;mr. johnson already taught us this.
ainand't he ever coming back?
mr. felcher: andquot;well, uh...andquot;
(3rd verse)
no! they can sit and front about it all day
but i left his fucking body in the hallway
and in the morning when they opened up the door
and seen his motherfucking carcass laying on the floor
but they would never suspect me iand'm just a nerd
i try to speak my word, it always goes unheard
i could chop my arms off and run around the class
i doubt theyand'd even notice and if they did theyand'd laugh
instead theyand'd rather learn about a redneck bastard
who owned a couple slaves but i guess it donand't matter
fuck washington, benjamin, fuck and'em all now
they can suck my nuts and'till they wooden teeth fall out
and the class wanna know who could it be?
but iand'm like dewie-booda you never heard of me
iand'm just a nobody and i think itand's a drag
but i got his motherfucking head hehehe! in my bookbag
(chorusx2)
[stop, stop, you gotta think straight! stop...]
(chorus x3)
my bag....in my bag....in my bag....
