I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
Middle fingers in the air
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
No exams are never fair
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
I want the system smashed
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
But I can’t be late for class

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
No masters and no gods
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
Surviving against the odds
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
I hate school uniform
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
Won’t ask you to conform

I always hated my school when I was younger
Yet back I go each day
Don’t advocate hierarchy, power, or authority
But kids do what I say
I teach them religions I don’t believe in
Ideas I think do harm
And they look at me strangely when they see
All the tattoos on my arm

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
How did I end up here?

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
There must be some mistake
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
I feel like I’m a fake
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
I’ll help you to go far
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
But I’d rather play guitar

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
Teaching the lyrics to Crass
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
How long do you think I’ll last?
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
This system must be stopped
I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
I’m in charge but I’m not

Those who can do something useful
The rest of us we teach
I’m corrupting youth like Socrates
But your hemlock’s out of reach
Subverting the system from the inside
at least I try my best
That my students learn to be their own selves
Is their only worthwhile test

I’m an anarchist, atheist, punk rock teacher
How did I end up here?