CocksureI'm gonna teach my class to grow quick-fingered as an athlon sparks
And cocksure as the Tokyo Tower's high
And I'm gonna teach my class to keep their eye upon their classmates
And their watch for any zombies in disguise
And I'm gonna take my class out to the arcades 'til
I've transferred all my knowledge to their wide and receptive eyes
When they do the DDR, that's them dancing (repeat)
I'm gonna teach my class to be an FPS
So death's not feared and everything's in terms of black and white
And I'm gonna teach my class how to be paladins of life
Because for every darkness there must be kindled light
And I'm gonna take my class out to the arcades 'til
They learn to trust themselves instead of their strategy guides
When they do the DDR, that's them dancing... (to end)
Original lyrics (from here):
Whip-Smart
by Liz Phair
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green
And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide
And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his matress
And his watch on any hand between his thighs
And i'm gonna lock my son up in a tower
Till I write my whole life story on the back of his big brown eyes
When they do the double-dutch, that's them dancing (5x)
I'm gonna tell my son to be a circus
So that death is cheap and games are just another way of life
And I'm gonna tell my son to be a profit of mistakes
Because for every truth there are half a million lies
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower
Till he learns to let his hair down far enough to climb outside
When they do the double-dutch, that's them dancing (4x)
When they do the double-dutch, that's them dancing (repeat to end)
