spitballs fly through the air
trumpets blare with reknowned flair
teacher blames it on the back row
gonna give it a go, go with the flow
on the back row
games get got, sold and bought
roses are given, roses are sought
except for the ones on the back row
boats adrift, set to sea, those sharks don't bother me
smoking and drinking, world getting fuzzy
look through the haze like ruth buzzie
on the back row
webster and merriam, wordsmiths all
take a fifth of whatever, heed the call
the call of the wild the call of peter and paul
from on the back row
on the back row, the gift of sanity
on the back row from where i'm standed
on the back row ran to thee
or be stranded
from on the back row
that's where the heat go
bursting from the back
on the back row
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