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