Mother, Father, I think I would rather
Stay at home with you for another year
That building's so tall it makes me feel so small
And I might get lost and simply disappear
Evil minds won't change my mind
And i'm worried and I'm not the worrying kind
What's that man rubbing his hands
Looking at me writing down his plans
Today I 've been molding plasticine
And I made a little man who looked just like me
His limbs were so weak he couldn't move his mouth to speak
I could bend him into any shape I wanted him to be
Evil minds won't change my mind
And i'm worried and I'm not the worrying kind
What's that man rubbing his hands
Looking at me writing down his plans
Those kids with the blazers on
They went in with names on their elbows
Came home with medals on
Spit it out that's the way the story goes
A flying start for the briefcase crew
Oh, you didn't have to teach me like you did
Oh, But you did
Oh, you didn't have to teach me like you did
But you did
