Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against the rule
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd.
If Scriputre now the class recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.
And any time my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now.
Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
That's no offense; it's a freedom scene.
The law is specific, the law is percise.
Prayers aloud are a serious vice.
For praying in a publie hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all.
In silence alone we must meditate,
God's name is prohibited by the state.
We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks'
And peirce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They've outlawed guns but FIRST the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.
We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the 'unwed daddy' our senior king.
It's "inappropiate" to teach right from wrong,
We're taught that such judgements do not belong.
We can get our condoms and birtch controls
Study witchcraft, vampires, and totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God much reach the crowd.
It's scary here i must confess,
When chaos reigns the school's a mess.
So Lord this silent plea i make:
Should I be shot, My soul please take!
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