Tuesday, April 25, 2006

give up education as a bad mistake

today is the last day of classes. for me. i jumped on that "school on tuesdays and thursdays is for suckers" bandwagon faster than you can say... something that i suppose you could say quickly, even though i'm being sarcastic because not only have i ALWAYS taken classes on tuesdays and thursdays, this semester i have classes ONLY on tuesdays and thursdays. the real suckers are people who have class tomorrow. ha ha.

so i am officially switching to the 24-hour clock.
i was resistant for a long time. sure, in spain i used it, but here in the states we like to be different. (did you know that whole switch-hands silverware thing was just so we could be different from the british? i made that up, maybe. wikipedia says it's because people didn't use forks until the 18th century and we (behind the times) didn't use it until the 19th century. (can that be right?) and we put the knife down to show that we meant no harm AND so that we could put our left hands down by our pistol, just in case. but that seems even weirder.) and i'm ok with that. i use the fahrenheit scale; i talk about inches, feet and miles; i write month, day, year; i weigh pounds and buy gallons and most importantly i use an AM/PM clock. (think about it, on 24-hour time, you only get your birthday on the clock once. and for me, i'd only see it if i were staying up in the pit with joey. and then we wouldn't look at a clock cause we'd be too busy laughing at her songs and drinking bowls of hot chocolate. oh! jo, do i have a funny story for you.)
but i discovered yesterday why they use the 24-hour clock: you'll never set your alarm for 6:38 PM and go in to work two hours later than you wanted to. it just doesn't happen. it's easy at 1 AM to confuse 'A' and 'P' in a dark room in the fading electroluminescence of a travel alarm clock, but only an idiot confuses 6:38 and 18:38.

Belligerent ghouls
Run manchester schools
Spineless swines
Cemented minds
Sir leads the troops
Jealous of youth
Same old suit since 1962
He does the military two-step
Down the nape of my neck
I wanna go home
I don’t wanna stay
Give up education
As a bad mistake
Mid-week on the playing fields
Sir thwacks you on the knees
Knees you in the groin
Elbow in the face
Bruises bigger than dinner plates
I wanna go home
I don’t wanna stay
Da-da-da ...
Belligerent ghouls
Run manchester schools
Spineless [BADWORDS] all ...
Sir leads the troops
Jealous of youth
Same old jokes since 1902
He does the military two-step
Down the nape of my neck
I wanna go home
I don’t want to stay
Give up life
As a bad mistake
Please excuse me from gym
I’ve got this terrible cold coming on
He grabs and devours
He kicks me in the showers
Kicks me in the showers
And he grabs and devours
I want to go home
I don’t want to stay...
Da-da-da ...

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