Class is Over
© 2013, Dean G Wolfe


The bell has rung now; we’re crashin’ through those big old doors
I feel so alive now; the freedom sinks into my pores
Class is over; no more sitting in straight rows
The grass is greener when it’s underneath your toes
Is there something wrong inside those walls?
You know whatever gets propped high - it falls


Let’s go play now; do the things we want to do
Just follow your heart; and to your heart be really true
Because there’s something wrong inside those walls
You know whatever gets propped high - it falls


Class is over now; Class is over now
Class is over now; Class is over now 
(musical interlude)
There’s something, something wrong inside those walls
There’s something, something wrong inside those halls


Class is over now; Class is over now
Class is over now; Class is over now
(musical interlude)
There’s something, something wrong inside those walls
There’s something, something wrong inside those halls
Now race down that hall; Life goes on somehow;  
Now race down that hall; Life goes on somehow;  
Put your books away; now get out and play
Put your books away; now get out and play:  play, play, play, play, play, play, play, play...