Skools Burning Album: Equator (1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Skools burning, it's burning down Burning down, burning down Stand up, sit down Don't turn around Don't talk and don't smoke Don't laugh, no joke Too many rules, too many fools Gonna raise it to the ground We're gonna get high Light up the sky Gonna burn it down Yes sir, no sir, 3 bags full Speak up or shut up Backs to the wall Stand in line, take it outside See the soldiers march in time Rollin' out of bed, fallin' on my head I think I'll pull the pin Shape up, or ship out Your hair's too long Yes sir, no sir, the same old song Stay after time and Learn all your lines Or write 'em out a thousand times I heard what you said Bells in my head I think I'll pull the pin There's gonna be a party tonight People gonna come from miles There's gonna be a fire here tonight Gonna dance with the devil Till the dawn Dance with the devil till the dawn Stand up, sit down Don't turn around Don't talk, don't smoke Don't laugh, no joke Too many rules, too many fools Gonna raise it to the ground Gonna get high, light up the sky Gonna pull the pin |