Catholic School, Misbehavior and Play

no way i could sit still
or keep my mouth shut
for four hours before lunch
and two after

i loved to break the rules
learned to be sly and sneaky
i was often beaten for my disobedience
but, did i ever agree to obey them
it all seemed rather queer to me

all i wanted to do was play
i loved to play
i was uninterested
in making my father and mother happy
by doing hard work
hard work is for criminals in prison i thought
no i felt a deep spiritual calling
to play

so that is what i do
gotta go now
have a rehearsal in an hour
and my wife wants me
to vacume the house
make the bead and
throw out the garbage first