I got myself five hundred lines
"I must not talk in class"
Fed up with discipline
I've had enough, it's disgusting
It wasn't even me who was talking
I was answering Arthur
Who asked me, in English
How to write "no future"

If we're punished for that
Then I say "stop everything"
Explain to me, dad
When are we going where?

It's a bit of a struggle
To go to sorrow every day
When you have so many people on Earth
Who are going to check in at "do-nothings"
With homework
I do my sixty-hour week
Not only for not a penny
But also to end up unemployed

They want to stuff me like a goose
With indigestible subjects
I would have forgotten all that
When I have learned everything else
Lift my school bag a little
It's heavy as a dead horse
Ten kilos of indispensable
Pythagorean theorems

If I have to swallow all that
Then I say "stop everything"
Explain to me, dad
When are we going where?

The essential thing to teach us
Is the love of books that makes
That you can travel from your room
Around humanity
It's the love of your neighbor
Even if he's a real bastard
Hate brings nothing
And it will come soon enough

If they don't teach us that
Then I say "Stop everything"
Explain to me, Dad
When are we going where?

When I grow up
I want to be happy
Know how to draw a little
Know how to use a drill
Know how to light a fire
Maybe play the cello
Have beautiful handwriting
To write rebellious words
To bring down all the walls

If school doesn't allow that
Then I say "stop everything"
Explain to me, dad
When are we going where?

You say that if elections
Really changed life
It's been a while, my colon
That voting would be forbidden
Well if school made
Men free and equal
The government would decide
That it's not good for the kids

If you think a bit like me
Then say "stop everything"
And now, dad
When are we going where?

If you think a bit like me
Then say "stop everything"
And now, dad
When are we going where?

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