Your claim to fame was music

You told us that you cared.

The only thing I learned from you

Is how to be cruel and glare

 

You act like you're an angel

No one can do anything right

You are like the devil

Trying to say it's alright

 

I cannot stand the way you teach

You stomp and yell with all your might

On a stool just to preach

You make me want to fight

 

I want to be a teacher

But not one like you 

Not like a preacher

I want to actually do

 

To teach kids about music

Is what this career is all about

Not to just whine and sit

Or cry and yell and shout

 

It is to make a better future

One that will surpass your own

Don't make us feel like losers

We don't want to be your clone

 

So if you ever think of our class

Don't spend too much time with it

We all hate your ass

 You little piece of shit