In my hometown there was a school that I attended as a child
Where I earned the reputation for bein a little too wild
And even though I left that place over twenty years ago
The memories of it haunt me almost everywhere I go
I went there for nine long years, from kindergarten through eighth grade
And I wish I had a dollar for every screw up that I made
Because maybe with all those riches I'd be able to make some sense
Of just what the hell was goin on! What the hell was goin on?
"Spare the rod and spoil the child." But why couldn't they just let me rot?
Instead of having to endure all of the punishment that I got
For not payin attention, for bein the class clown,
For not obeyin orders when I was told to settle down
For forgetting to do my homework, for not bein ready on time,
For failin to keep my way of life between their dotted lines?
For thirty years it's haunted me until I figured out
Just what the hell was goin on. What the hell was goin on
Heaven help the child who lives his life with a restless, achin soul,
Always acting so impulsively and lacking self control.
Heaven help someone to change this child's nightmare into a dream.
But God help the one's responsible...for destroying his self esteem.
It takes all kinds to make a world and some can make the world unkind.
But there's no one in this world with the right to blow a young kids mind
By treating them like trouble instead of trying to figure out
Just what the hell was goin on.
What the hell was goin on?What the hell was goin on?!
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