Would you believe me if I told you that there's something on the breeze?
The trees have started fucking and it's moving me to tears
and there's a story here, i know it, if i find it then i'll tell it
there's potential in me somewhere, if it's there then i can sell it

i'm counting down the minutes until my lock gets picked,
i cannot wait a second for my freedom, sweet and swift
and yet there's still another year until i am let go
and yet there's nothing left to teach me that i don't already know

come one? i'll take you on
i fucking owned the little boys,
singing the praises of the ndp
life! i'll take you on!
i'm ready and i'm willing, i'm impatient and i'm waiting
the government, mechanical, would keep me in my cage
would keep us all in their cage!
university? sounds good to me
i know the motions and i know the base,
i write essays in my sleep to keep me occupied
boredom's a bitch and i've got it burried deep,
ap courses don't satisfy, i'm itching in my teeth

i'm teething and i'm biting at the bit stuck in my throat
the school's so formulaic that it's pushing me to choke
and there's poential in me somewhere, even governments will buy it
i'm capable of more than this, and i won't try and hide it

so go ahead, my precious pets, and weigh all of us down
mankind's requisite idiots are all playing the clown
who makes a fool out of all those who want to be set free
the brilliant and the restless, like him and her and me

life, come on!
don't weigh me down
who knows how long i'll stick around?