Teacher, Teacher!

Teacher, Teacher! - JINJER

Lyrics by：Vlad Ulasevych/Eugene Abdiukhanov/Tatiana Shmailiuk/Roman Ibramkhalilov

Composed by：Tatiana Shmailiuk/Roman Ibramkhalilov/Vlad Ulasevych/Eugene Abdiukhanov

Good evening kids take your seats open up your Bibles

I'm gonna chastise some rivals so keep your eyes wide open

The young soul lost control made her first foul

This is my duty

To set the bounds

She grabbed my hand took me in

Placed me in front of the class

She gave a hint I was the clou of her mass

I'm in the middle of the Holy of Holies

I have no worries

I saw

Dusty icons on the wall

I saw

Needles and stones

So she put a paper bag on my head

She pointed finger at me and then she said

Dear Lord forgive me as

I'm slapping slapping

Slapping this sinful child

By your hand I'm led so I will show show

What is wrong and what is right

Choose your label 'cause I'm

Mercy mercy

Merciful

Put your knuckles on the table

Meet my friend ferule

Who'll punish you

When their prejudice let us down

We stand firmly on our ground

Don't let their school make a fool of you

Because the teachers may be fools too

When their prejudice let us down

We stand firmly on our ground

Don't let their school make a fool of you

Because the teachers may be fools too

Laws chalked on the blackboard

Can't be erased until it gets boring

The lady spoke and then she choked

On the convictions oh so alluring

She made a pause in her verbal overdose

My paper bag slipped down on the floor

I took a look around there was no sanctuary

Desks empty the school was all imaginary ah

Teacher teacher Self-proclaimed preacher

Under the flag of welfare your lectures start to blare

We need no soap shoved down our throats

So keep your monologues unrated and remote

I am a bad example of order

This life is not a prison and you are not a warden

Please teacher teacher

Leave us alone

As we accept life lessons from no one

When their prejudice let us down

We stand firmly on our ground

Don't let their school make a fool of you

Because the teachers may be fools too

When their prejudice let us down

We stand firmly on our ground

Don't let their school make a fool of you

Your idols scream to me

Throwing shame on my face

As I turn away from infamy and disgrace

I smile to you 'cause I want you to see

How I break the rules in front of your trinity

Your idols scream to me

Throwing shame on my face

As I turn away from infamy and disgrace

Oh I smile to you

I smile to you

I smile to you