Teacher Teacher Jinjer

Teacher Teacher

Jinjer

TremoloTom

366
Stimmung Drop A (A E A D F# B)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: Am
Kapo:
Ohne Kapo

Songtext

[Intro]
A5 A#dim A5 A#dim
A5
  Good evening, kids
Take your seats
                   A#dim
Open up your Bibles
I'm gonna chastise some rivals
             A5
So keep your eyes wide open
The young soul lost control
Made her first foul
A#dim
This is my duty to set the bounds

[Verse 1]
A5
  She grabbed my hand, took me in,
Placed me in front of the class
She gave a hint I was the clou of her mass
I'm in the middle of the Holy of Holies
I have no worries
I saw dusty icons on the wall
I saw needles and stones
So she put a paper bag on my head
She pointed finger at me,
And then she said

[Verse 2]
Dear Lord, forgive me as
    A#dim
I'm slapping, slapping,
A5
Slapping this sinful child
By your hand I'm led so I will,
A#dim
show, show
                               A5
What is wrong and what is right
Choose your label 'cause
   A#dim                      A5
I'm     mercy, mercy, merciful
Put your knuckles on the table
A#dim
Meet my friend ferule
Who'll punish you"

[Chorus]
A#5 D5                                A#5
      When their prejudice let us down
                             D5
We stand firmly on our ground
Don't let their school make a fool of you
  A#5
Because the teachers may be fools too
D5                                A#5
  When their prejudice let us down
                             D5
We stand firmly on our ground
Don't let their school make a fool of you
                                     A#5 C#5
Because the teachers may be fools too

[Verse 3]
A5                              A#dim
  Laws chalked on the blackboard
                                    A5
Can't be erased until it gets boring
                                  A#dim
The lady spoke and then she choked
                                 A5
On the convictions oh so alluring
She made a pause in her verbal overdose
A#dim
     My paper bag slipped down on the floor
         A5
I took a look around,
there was no sanctuary
       A#dim
Desk s empty,
the school was all imaginary,

[Verse 4]
A5
  Teacher, teacher!
Selfproclaimed preacher
Under the flag of welfare your lectures start to blare
We need no soap shoved down our throats
So keep your monologues unrated and remote
I am a bad example of order
This life is not a prison and you are not a warden
Please teacher, teacher!
Leave us alone
                                  A#5
As we accept life lessons from no one

[Chorus]
D5                                A#5
  When their prejudice let us down
                       D5
We stand firmly on our ground
Don't let their school make a fool of you
  A#5
Because the teachers may be fools too
D5                                A#5
  When their prejudice let us down
                             D5
We stand firmly on our ground
                                         D5
Don't let their school make a fool of you

[Interlude]
A5 C5 D#5 G5
D5 A5 C5 D#5
           G5
Your idols scream to me

[Verse 5]
                     D5
Throwing shame on my face
     A5                    C5          D#5
As I turn away from infamy and disgrace
  G5                                D5
I smile to you, cause I want you to see

[Verse 6]
      A5                               C5     D#5
How I break the rules in front of your trinity
           G5
Your idols scream to me
                    D5
Throwing shame on my  face
     A5                    C5
As I turn away from infamy and disgrace
D#5   G5
Oh, I smile to you
  D5
I smile to you
I smile to you

[Outro]
        | A#dim |

Takte

[Intro]
| A5 -  | - - | - A#dim | -     - |
| -  A5 | - - | - -     | A#dim - |
| -  A5 | - - | - -     | A#dim - |
| -  A5 | - - | - -     | A#dim - |
| -  -  | - - | -

Good evening, kids
Take your seats
Open up your Bibles
I'm gonna chastise some rivals
So keep your eyes wide open
The young soul lost control
Made her first foul
This is my duty to set the bounds

[Verse 1]
                A5 | - - |
| - - | - - | - -  | - - |
| - - | - - | - -  | - - |
| - - | - - | - -  | - - |
| - - | - - | - -  | - - |
| - - | -

She grabbed my hand, took me in,
Placed me in front of the class
She gave a hint I was the clou of her mass
I'm in the middle of the Holy of Holies
I have no worries
I saw dusty icons on the wall
I saw needles and stones
So she put a paper bag on my head
She pointed finger at me,
And then she said

[Verse 2]
          A#dim | - A5 | - -  |
| - - | - A#dim | - -  | - A5 |
| - - | - A#dim | - -  | - A5 |
| - - | - A#dim | - -  | -

Dear Lord, forgive me as
I'm slapping, slapping,
Slapping this sinful child
By your hand I'm led so I will,
show, show
What is wrong and what is right
Choose your label 'cause
I'm     mercy, mercy, merciful
Put your knuckles on the table
Meet my friend ferule
Who'll punish you"

[Chorus]
                          A#5 |
| - - | - D5  | - -   | - A#5 |
| - - | - D5  | - -   | - A#5 |
| - - | - D5  | - -   | - A#5 |
| - - | - D5  | - -   | - -   |
| - - | - A#5 | - -   | - -   |
| - - | - -   | - -   | - -   |
| - - | - -   | - -   | - -   |
| - - | - -   | - C#5 |

When their prejudice let us down
We stand firmly on our ground
Don't let their school make a fool of you
Because the teachers may be fools too
When their prejudice let us down
We stand firmly on our ground
Don't let their school make a fool of you
Because the teachers may be fools too

[Verse 3]
                      | A5 -  |
| - - | - A#dim | - - | -  A5 |
| - - | - A#dim | - - | -  A5 |
| - - | - A#dim | - - | -  A5 |
| - - | - A#dim | - - | -  -  |
| -

Laws chalked on the blackboard
Can't be erased until it gets boring
The lady spoke and then she choked
On the convictions oh so alluring
She made a pause in her verbal overdose
My paper bag slipped down on the floor
I took a look around,
there was no sanctuary
Desk s empty,
the school was all imaginary,

[Verse 4]
    A5 | - - | - - | - -   |
| - -  | - - | - - | - -   |
| - -  | - - | - - | - -   |
| - -  | - - | - - | - A#5 |
| - -  | -

Teacher, teacher!
Selfproclaimed preacher
Under the flag of welfare your lectures start to blare
We need no soap shoved down our throats
So keep your monologues unrated and remote
I am a bad example of order
This life is not a prison and you are not a warden
Please teacher, teacher!
Leave us alone
As we accept life lessons from no one

[Chorus]
          D5 | - - | - A#5 |
| - - | - D5 | - - | - A#5 |
| - - | - D5 | - - | - A#5 |
| - - | - D5 | - - | - D5  |
| - - | -

When their prejudice let us down
We stand firmly on our ground
Don't let their school make a fool of you
Because the teachers may be fools too
When their prejudice let us down
We stand firmly on our ground
Don't let their school make a fool of you

[Interlude]
          A5  | - - | - C5  |
| - - | - D#5 | - - | - G5  |
| - - | - D5  | - - | - A5  |
| - - | - C5  | - - | - D#5 |
| - - | - G5  | - - | -

Your idols scream to me

[Verse 5]
                        D5 |
| - - | - A5  | - - | - C5 |
| - - | - D#5 | - - | - G5 |
| - - | - D5  | - - | -

Throwing shame on my face
As I turn away from infamy and disgrace
I smile to you, cause I want you to see

[Verse 6]
                        A5  |
| - - | - C5  | - - | - D#5 |
| - - | - G5  | - - | - D5  |
| - - | - A5  | - - | - C5  |
| - - | - D#5 | - - | - G5  |
| - - | - D5  | - - | - -   |
| - - | - -   | - - | - -   |
| - - | - -   |

How I break the rules in front of your trinity
Your idols scream to me
Throwing shame on my  face
As I turn away from infamy and disgrace
Oh, I smile to you
I smile to you
I smile to you

[Outro]
        | A#dim |

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