Head Master: Yeah?
Taylor: I'm sorry, mister head master.
Head Master: Are you Taylor?
Taylor: Yes.
Head [bad word] in, please.

Head Master: Do you know why you're here, boy?
Taylor: Why? I don't know...
Head Master: Want to know why? + Ok! Tell me a story about your school day.
Taylor: Right now?
Head Master: Yes, right now. Right now!
Taylor: Ok, mister head master, it's a bad life!

And the evening when your feelings
Wake up in your body, boy.
But you know that you have one thing
Standing between you and (your) pleasure.
And everyday that you could save
You prepare for stupid lessons!
So we're loosing very nice life
Say goodbye to (your) lost brain cells

Dad, don't worry please I'll get my grade
Mama, please don't worry,
Your son(' ll) manage get to glory!

School day! School day!
School day, never, no more! (No!)
We don't want school day! No, no, no!
School day! School day!
School day, never, no more! (Yeah!)
We don't want school day!

After school I'll have some free time
They waste with their useless lessons,
Soon you're gonna be a madman
Just like everybody else
Here [bad word]  baby, we're free
Free to learn ((what we have) или (What's there)) inside
Kissing you is so much mun
That's my kind of mathematics

Dad, don't worry please I'll get my grade
Mama, please don't worry,
Your son( ll) manage get to glory!