It started out from the spout   As a simple show and tell   From a paper bag, she started to brag   That she had the magic spell   It spun around, it got to bound   Leader of special kids was told   Now in his hands   Her life he holds      Now, little girl put that bag down   Unless you want to fuck up the sound   Of the word future will be bound   From your vocabulary.      A spiritual thing is an illegal thing   According to facists on our tokens   She brought the gas, it kicked her ass   Her foolishness was spoken.   Now it's really terribly   A fucking pity   She won't go to the school   Named after our city      CHROUS      It started out from the spout   As a simple show and tell   From a paper bag she started to brag   That she had the magic spell   It spun around, it got to bound   Leader of special kids was told   Now in his hands   Her life he holds      CHORUS (x2)