Alice

Alice, Nick and Andrew,
Had an argue on what to do.
Alice said she's the best,
So she didn't let us rest.

And one by one the days pass,
With boring, boring music class.
Alice just wants us to cooperate,
and she forces us to be stupid and temperate.

This is what we really feel,
Of the suffer, the plunder and thunder,
That alice gave to us all,
Someone who really doesn't know anything.
In this world, Alice rule, Alice yell,
And we do whatever Alice tell.
She work so hard on that song's drafts,
She spent ten minutes under the table during maths.

We do whatever Alice tells,
But still can't fulfil what Alice's mind dwells.
She spends her time just shout and yell,
And she is the true Message From Hell.

Every day we're imprisoned in music time,
Singing boring lyrics which don't even rhyme.
And Alice is great, and that's common sense,
And we are great, and that is nonsense.

This is what we really feel,
Of the suffer, the plunder and thunder,
That alice gave to us all,
Someone who really doesn't know anything.
In this world, Alice rule, Alice yell,
And we do whatever Alice tell.
She work so hard on that song's drafts,
She spent ten minutes under the table during maths.

For Alice, this is all we have to say,
Yes probably for you it's a long, long, long day.
I hope Alice can be more tolerant,
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