Lyrics

That alarm doesn't really suit ya Up all night playing first person shooter Get to school by 8.35 Or someone in a suit's gonna eat you alive God, it gets you down Gotta study hard there's a Science test Monday Mum says I'm gonna be a businessman one day Work hard, get a good ATAR Everything you love makes you feel like a traitor Sitting in the back row Staring out the window Praying for the bell When at lunch all your mates go D-d-d-d-down there Taking it out on a tennis ball Slapping it around a four square court Breaking your body just to hit that thing And somebody dies and makes you King Slap, slap, slap it down Make a face at the jeering crowd They are not gonna keep you down Show 'em what we do there Dominate the four square D-d-d-d-down there Dominate the four square D-d-d-d-down there Dominate the four square Down At the canteen Buy a sausage roll and a can of V And one of your mates is bouncing like a monkey Swinging out the door like he's flying from a trapeze And the teacher is a real ringmaster Cracking the whip while he's trying to calm things d-d-d-d-down This is not my circus These are not my clowns Taking it out on a tennis ball Slapping it around a four square court Breaking your body just to hit that thing And somebody dies and makes you King Slap, slap, slap it down Make a face at the jeering crowd They are not gonna keep you down Show 'em what we do there Dominate the four square D-d-d-d-down there Dominate the four square D-d-d-d-down there Dominate the four square Down Down Down Down Down Down They slap you down The game gets rough and They think you'll bounce So you're taking it out on a tennis ball Slapping it around a four square court Breaking your body, just to hit that thing Nobody died and makes you King So you slap, slap, slap it down Make a face at the jeering crowd They are not keep you down Show 'em what we do there Dominate the four square Slap, slap, slap it down Make a face at the jeering crowd They are not gonna keep you down Show 'em what we do there Dominate the four square Down Down They slap you down
Writer(s): Michael John Waugh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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