You see the children by the side of the road,
You see the big yellow school bus coming near,
You see those poor children a climbing aboard,
Going past the rows of windows to the rear.
And you see that school bus going down the road,
Carrying it's small bundles of merchandise:
Those that it got with some plotting and planning,
Telling the parents they couldn't do it right.
See the children, hauled to the big school building,
To study, and to learn, and outside to play,
To learn the lies that the world offers for all:
To be shifted to different teachers all day.
"You see, they need government education,
So that someday, they can get themselves a job."
"But, government," my heart cries out, earnestly,
You're breaking up families, and ignoring Yah!"