We're here in school today to get a perfect education, Yes, we're going up. We're keen to learn the rules and laws that civilization taught us Yes, we're growing up. Not for ourselves, B but for the whole world were we born. And we were born in Liverpool. Our teachers say that ignorance will always drag us down, It's like a nagging cough. But I can say that looking back, The most important thing I found was sagging off! Not for the whole world. But for yourself were you born. And you were... Born in Liverpool. Not Birmingham Nor Edinburgh. Not Manchester Or Sunderland. Being born where you were born Carries with it certain responsibilities. This school is good for us. This school is only good for those Who want to learn from books. You'll lose your sense of purpose... But we dare not answer back, We're scared of teacher's looks. Not for ourselves, But for the whole world were we born. And we were born in Liverpool. Not Coventry Or Solihull. Not Scarborough Nor Inverness. Being born where you were born Carries with it certain responsibilities. Walk in single file out of the classroom, Down the stairs and into the playground. Through the school gates, Cross the road, and over the cemetery fence, Down the hill to where the grave-stones Lie inviting in the sun. Settle down. Settle down. Let the afternoon slip by. Settle down. Settle down. It's the perfect place for a kip. Kept in confusion, Trapped by illusion, Thinking of speaking my mind. Dreams of the future, Ghosts of the past left behind. Constantly drifting, Endlessly lifting More weight than one man can bear. Into the future, Ghosts of the past everywhere. You're sleeping amongst us, We're in your dream, Who are you? Why call us? What does this mean? Disturbing our slumber, You move so fast. Ghosts of the past. Tossing and turning, Somehow I'm learning Secrets I'd rather not know. Can't it be simple? Why does it have to be so? I ll always be here, I ll never leave you, I ll always be in your mind. Dreams of the future, Ghosts that the past left behind. You're sleeping amongst us. We re in your dream. Who are you? Why call us? What does this mean? Disturbing our slumber, You move so fast. Ghosts of the past. (later, back in school) Boys, this is your teacher. Her name is Miss Inkley. She will reach you Spanish. She was in the war Fighting with the troops. You may call her Sir! SIR? First of all today You will learn a song In a foreign tongue. You will follow me As I say the words. We will now begin... Tres conejos Tres conejos En un arbol En un arbol Tocando Tocando El tambor El tambor. Que si Que si Que no Que no Que si. Lo he visto yo. Ahem! Tres conejos En un arbol Tocando El tambor. Que si Que no Que si. Lo he visto yo. Tres conejos En un arbol Tocando El tambor. Que si Que no Que si. Lo he visto yo. Tres conejos Three rabbits En un arbol In a tree Tocando Playing El tambor The drum. Que si Why yes Que no Why no Que si. Lo he visto yo. Why yes. I have seen it, Ahem! Tres conejos En un arbol Tocando El tambor. Que si Que si Que. .. No. Que si Lo he visto yo. Not for ourselves, But for the whole world were we born. And we were born in Liverpool. Not Birmingham Nor Edinburgh. Not Manchester Or Solihull. Being born where you were born Carries with it certain responsi.. Carries with it certain responsi.. Carries with it certain responsibilities.