The Last Day of School
On the last day of school I set fire to the volleyball nets
Never much of a fighter but a rebel none the less
With nothing in the pipeline
And no real idea
Of what I wanted to do next
And it still feels good when I picture the teacher
Smothering the flame and cursing my name
It happened long ago and far far away
Though I recall as if it were yesterday
And it still feels good
And it still feels good
So good