The clock flies high and hits the wall a scolding flattened frown The voice calls out and slaps the hall with a chilling echo The bolt slides scrapes along the track pathetic sleepwalker The hinge speaks lines to no one's back a sulking whispered sigh Smart people say to me that I'm exemplary And they should know cause they're all wearing white I wanna grab those keys peacekeepers mocking me I just want a chance to scratch my back I just want a chance to scratch my back The window surfs on quilted seas a mole-faced blond bad teeth The nocturne drowns out gnawing pleas no silverware for me The wood pulp grins laughs in full color a joke for none to hear The needle's worth a thousand words drilling it into me Smart people say to me that I'm exemplary And they should know cause they're all wearing white I wanna grab those keys peacekeepers mocking me I just want a chance to scratch my back I just want a chance to scratch my back Thursday we had class outside, it didn't rain My favorite place is full of tiles And dirt goes down the drain