LYRIC: Anarchist Atheist Punk Rock Teacher (April)

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

Middle fingers in the air

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

No exams are never fair

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

I want the system smashed

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

But I can’t be late for class

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

No masters and no gods

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

Surviving against the odds

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

I hate school uniform

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

Don’t ask me to conform

I always hated my school when I was younger

Yet back I go each day

Don’t advocate hierarchy, power, or authority

But kids do what I say

I teach them religions I don’t believe in

Ideas I think do harm

And they look at me strangely when they see

All the tattoos on my arm

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

How did I end up here?

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

There must be some mistake

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

I feel like I’m a fake

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

I’ll help you to go far

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

But I’d rather play guitar

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

Teaching the lyrics to Crass

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

How long do you think I’ll last?

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

This system must be stopped

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

I’m in charge but I’m not

Those who can do something useful

The rest of us we teach

I’m corrupting youth like Socrates

But your hemlock’s out of reach

Subverting the system from the inside

at least I try my best

That my students learn to be their own selves

Is their only worthwhile test

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher

How did I end up here?