It started out from the spout
As a simple show and tell
From a paper bag, she started to brag
That she had the magic spell
It spun around, it got to bound
Leader of special kids was told
Now in his hands
Her life he holds

Now, little girl put that bag down
Unless you want to fuck up the sound
Of the word future will be bound
From your vocabulary.

A spiritual thing is an illegal thing
According to facists on our tokens
She brought the gas, it kicked her ass
Her foolishness was spoken.
Now it's really terribly
A fucking pity
She won't go to the school
Named after our city

CHROUS

It started out from the spout
As a simple show and tell
From a paper bag she started to brag
That she had the magic spell
It spun around, it got to bound
Leader of special kids was told
Now in his hands
Her life he holds

CHORUS (x2)