21 Teachers & 21 Guns

There are twenty-one teachers With twenty-one guns In twenty-one classrooms Teaching just one lesson That twenty-one kids Will take to twenty-one graves And I hope to God they're skippin' class in school today Nevermind reading writing and arithmetic Now it's lock and load and shoot the crazy lunatic It's Annie get your gun and follow me 'Cause this is what we call learning in the third degree Now you can be anything you want Like a fireman or a president or an astronaut You can even choose to be a peacemaker Or wild west sharp-shooting kindergarten cop You are already armed with life over death You are already armed with words and breath You are already armed with love at close range You just gotta pull the trigger on making a change You gotta make that change You gotta make that change You gotta make that change Because there are twenty-one teachers With twenty-one guns In twenty-one classrooms Teaching just one lesson That twenty-one kids Will take to twenty-one graves And I hope to God they're skippin' class in school today