Tism - Dazed And Confucious lyrics

Mum said: "Skag, Fred? Of course Try horse." But Fred Shook head - Wet eyed Replied: "Mother, Rather Clean room, Sweep broom, Pa** test - Do best." "Oh, son, No fun: Here's crack; Try smack. Homework's For jerks." "But mum, Listen - One day Straight A's I'll get. Effort, Damn it, 'S worth it." "Bullsh**. I knit Booties; Nappies I fold; I hold You tight At night - Now you Think you Know all! Gone all Straight guy! Where'd I Go wrong? Have bong, Syringe; Don't whinge - No sums; No son Of mine Can't find Mainline, Sink scoob, Miss food, Skip school, Break rule, Paint train, k** brain; Here Fred, Acid - Drop it. Stop it, This bluff: Straight stuff's A bore. No more. You'll part Mum's heart." Fred spoke: "I'll toke, Oh no, On no Drug pipe Tonight. No bong. It's wrong! Cocaine Rots brain. Need rest: Maths test Friday - Good day." So said Son Fred. 'nuff said. Go to bed. Wanna be in the Avant Garde But I'll never do it, it's just too hard I can wear the clothes like a pinehead But when it's 10:30 I'm off to bed Go to bed, go to bed, go to bed, go to be-e-e-ed go to bed, go to bed, go to be-e-e-ed (x3) Week night discos, late night movies Are indispensable to be called groovy My friends, they go out at 11 pm I'm meant to be in bed an hour before then Go to be-e-e-ed. They go to clubs then they go beszerk Well I go to bed then I go to work. Yeah! They look at me and shake their heads Just like they did when their mum said Go to be-e-e-ed (x3) Go to bed bed, bed (x8) Some pigs came 'round to my place With their helicopters and their SWAT hats The pigs came 'round, they said "We know you've been doing some of the H, boy, we know you've been doing some of the H" I said "I've not been doing H, I've not been doing H, pig. I've got some skeg here" They said "That's not what we're talking about, boy" I said "I've got some c**aine here" and they said "No, boy, no, boy" I said "I've got some horse here" and they said "No, boy, that's not what you've been doing. You've been doing some of the homework, some of the hardcore homework. Look at your pupils boy, all distended with homework. Look at those hardcore homework eyes." And they looked under my bed and they found my algebra book And they looked on top of my cupboard and they found my English grammar book. And they said to me "You've been doing that homework, boy." And I said "I'm dying, pig I'm. . .I'm dying." They said to me "You're gone boy. You're dying, you're dying." I wanna go to bed I wanna go to bed