Eye In The Sky
Stepping into class
students flashing their ass
oh what a class, what a class.
Paper planes flying all over the place
students shouting across the room, running around in a chase
oh what a class, what a class.
Time for the lesson to start, but everyone is loud and about
teacher begins to speak, but to be heard he must shout
oh what a class, what a class.
Halfway into the lesson a student gets mad
the student is very bad, this makes the teacher sad
oh what a class, what a class.
Cannot take the class
the student hits the teacher in a flash
oh what a class, what a class.
If the teacher was stricter, violence would not fly
I have observed this; for I am the eye in the sky.
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