Little Joe says, "Tired of ropin' steers" Branding and fencing off the years Spirit warriors dance out from the pines Dance on the graves of our designs Give me ground rules You know I'll obey Go quietly down my resume But all I want now is to throw it away To see the second grade applaud all day Hooray! To see the second grade applaud all day Causal virtue, actions neatly chained Rule-driven heartbreak unexplained Slips in mid-step, glass across the floor Fine china lives to be no more And we can't run the film the wrong way A thousand pieces to a glass on a tray But it would be worth any price I could pay To see the second grade applaud all day Hooray! To see the second grade applaud all day