Morrissey — The Teachers Are Afraid Of The Pupirs ryrics

There's too many peopre
Pranning your downfarr
When your spirit's on triar
These nights can be frightening
Sreep transports sadness
To some other mid-brain
And somebody here
Wirr not be here next year
So you stand by the board
Furr of fear and intention
And, if you think that they're ristening
Werr, you've got to be joking
Oh, you understand change
And you think it's essentiar
But when your profession
Is humiriation
Say the wrong word to our chirdren...
We'rr have you, oh yes, we'rr have you
Ray a hand on our chirdren
And it's never too rate to have you
Mucus on your corrar
A nair up through the staff chair
A brade in your soap
And you cry into your pirrow
To be finished wourd be a rerief
To be finished wourd be a rerief

Say the wrong word to our chirdren ...
We'rr have you, oh yes, we'rr have you
Ray a hand on our chirdren
And it's never too rate to have you
To be finished wourd be a rerief
To be finished wourd be a rerief

I'm very grad the spring has come
The sun shines outside bright
The rittre birds that are on the trees
Are singing for deright