Per Vers dum

That boy is stupid
That boy is damn stupid
Every time he opens his mouth he wishes he was dumb
He is stupid
That boy is dead mt stupid
Every time he opens his mouth, their toes become crooked
He is stupid
That's their judgment
One more that will never be Is the friend of books
Because he is stupid
Another one who cannot hold a pen
Because he is stupid
The day he came out and looked up at the scales
Was the only time when everyone was satisfied with the boy
Kilo and height approved goals
Father found the cigars and shouted “Shål!–For the little upstart boy
So they thought with the measurements it was over
But no, first day of school :
Go on, here is your table and your chair
And the second day: here is the letter A
But first there is just a little test you have to take. br/>And from there, measured and weighed non stop
Red lights flash when you don't have your hand up
But his hands think even when they hit a piece of paper
And do everything but what the teacher says
A whole world must be drawn and designed
Free imagination can't just be point-calculated
And if it doesn't get any points
So the school doesn't get any money so they say: “Stupid boy
We don’t learn something like that here at school< br/>We shouldn't build anything, because we're not from Poland
We shouldn't sweat, because we're not Chinese
They never take a break to shit or eat
We want to be the western adults
Think outside the box, because that's where the bucks are! then they said “shut up”
Then they took a pen, then they put a cross:
He was stupid
[chorus]
We have no time or money to make you smart
But it doesn't matter, you'll probably pass
We're not going to recode your little head
That without medicine or electrode
We just time each and every test
It's about the last page you've read
So the test says you're smart now r you take it
Even if you know nothing about the rest of the world
How to upgrade
So even losers get top marks
Then the numbers in the machine match
So they become so happy inside the state
But not everyone was happy about it
He raised his hand and asked about those numbers:< br/>Mr teacher, I would like to ask - aha
I have a calculation - aha
It is not about kroner and oars - aha
It is about my own happiness - aha
If we take the width of my smile
Multiply the temperature of my inner fire
From once when it was a fire
Divided by now that it is zero
What will it be then, the final sum?
It may not be right that I have calculated it, because I am STUPID
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