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There's always something about the lesson,
GCSE music.
That makes me hate those big white doors.
As I step across the threshold,
I feel my patience fall.
As Mr Scotchmer calls me in.
I've done music since 2006,
As the years went by it's not improved one bit.
GCSE's are starting, they only make things worse by far,
So now I refuse to enter, and sit with my guitar, and sing.
We're not going into music, today.
We're not going in!
We've had enough of the teachers and their crap.
We're not going in.
The music lessons now are really, no fun.
We sit in silence dying inside.
I remember the day once when we used to laugh and play,
We did this:
*Childish sound effects on keyboard*
With our keyboards all day.
But then the teacher would stride over,
His face in rage.
And slam the headphones in our hands and we'd say:
We're not going into music today.
We're not going in!
We've had enough of the teachers and their crap,
We're not going in!
We're not going into music today,
We're not going in!
We've had enough of the teachers and their crap,
We're not going in!