At the night school knight school
You doodle and you draw anything, anything
Except what you're taught

You got a bad tooth, bad tooth
So you clench your jaw
And you concentrate, concentrate

On the aching cause it's keeping you awake

Forecasters of disasters show proofs that show they're right

But you can block out anything
Counting every blink of each florescent light
In every class on ever single last night


That's right


And then the tooth breaks, tooth breaks
You can bite down on your toungue
And keep a tight smile, tight smile

Stitched across on your practiced face
Like it's all stupidly, stupidly right
And when you take down your notes each night

And then go back and erase what they say
Because they say forecasters of disasters want proof that they were right
They love to see you learn

But they'll have to wait for a long, long time
You can outlast anything
You can count every blink of each florescent light in every class

On every single last night

At the knight school

At the knight school
At the night school knight school
You doodle and you draw anything, anything

Except what you're taught
You got a bad tooth, bad tooth
So you clench your jaw

And you concentrate, concentrate
On the aching cause it's keeping you awake