Oh, the Places I won't Go!
The school fees mum and dad do pay,
so I'd better get some damn good grades,
But some of those teachers they scold, so grey,
or like to throw things in my face.
My scores are judged by their rules,so I enrolled in some of those cram schools.Relaxing is so uncooland the weekend is just for fools.
Thailand has gone to four point OBut my English, though, is still so-soWhat do you expect from me though?When my teachers sometimes get it wrong, fo' sho'.
So many tests to sitand they told us we did so s*itWhy is it like that, though?When I know things by rote and heart, yo!
Children's Day is a time in the sunI climb some tanks just for funI play with solider guns andaround army bases in the playgrounds I run
...I guess they want meto be super cool for when the next coup comes?
Are all these things good for me?I dunno -- that's the truth, cold.Why's there a need to question?Have you heard that silence is gold?
I'm not so my own.And I know what I'm told.And the phu-yai will tell me,"Stay in our control."
*Inspired by Dr. Seuss' Oh, the Places You'll Go!