Dazed and Confucious

Mum said...
{long string of words that I really 
couldn't be bothered with right now}
... 'nuff said. Go to bed.

Wanna be in the Avant Garde
But I'll never do it, it's just too hard
I can wear the clothes like a pinehead
But when it's 10:30 I'm off to bed

Go to bed, go to bed, go to bed, go to be-e-e-ed
go to bed, go to bed, go to be-e-e-ed (x3)

Week night discos, late night movies
Are indispensable to be called groovy
My friends, they go out at 11 pm
I'm meant to be in bed an hour before then
Go to be-e-e-ed.

They go to clubs then they go beszerk
I go to bed then I go to work
They look at me and shake their heads
Just like they did when their mum said
Go to be-e-e-ed  (x3)
Go to bed
bed, bed (x8)

Some pigs came 'round to my place 
With their helicopters and their SWAT(?) hats
The pigs came 'round, they said 
"We know you've been doing some of the H, boy,
we know you've been doing some of the H"
I said "I've not been doing H, I've not been doing H, pig. 
I've got some skeg here"
They said "That's not what we're talking about, boy"
I said "I've got some cocaine here"
and they said "No, boy, no, boy"
I said "I've got some horse here"
and they said "No, boy, that's not what you've been doing. 
You've been doing some of the homework, some of the hardcore homework. 
Look at your pupils, boy, all distended with homework.
Look at those hardcore homework eyes."
And they looked under my bed and they found my algebra book 
And they looked on top of my cupboard 
and they found my English grammar book.
And they said to me "You've been doing that homework, boy."
And I said "I'm dying, pig I'm. . .I'm dying."
They said to me "You're gone, boy. You're dying, you're dying."

I wanna go to bed  (x2)