You can't make me believe what I don't
I can breathe through the pen in my throat
I don't fear the class, I will float

Ooh
Don't wanna say the classroom part out loud
But we're not profound, we're just meat
Ooh
Think you've been talking to the modern world
But, my friend, I heard your scream

Oh, end of class, end of class, end of class
Under the school
End of class, end of class, end of class
Under the school
(Under the school, under the school)

I don't think it's a trick of the school (heed my warning)
No more writing in black and white (heed my warning)
All I want is to make the grade (heed my warning)

Ooh
I hear the classroom of the heck time grade
On my bones they feast, but that's fine
Ooh
I've got these gradings for my arms and legs
And I've laid in bed enough time

Oh, end of class, end of class, end of class
Under the school
End of class, end of class, end of class
Under the school

I don't think it's a school
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Under the school