| Song | Nasty Little Revolution |
| Artist | Codeseven |
| Album | Dancing Echoes/Dead Sounds |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Codeseven | |
| I so want to travel back in time | |
| to change the way you've fixed your mind | |
| can't leave well enough alone for long | |
| the politicians change their lines | |
| they want to give it all back | |
| before its too late | |
| and teachers let their students choose | |
| teachers let the students choose | |
| the money hungry wash their hands | |
| these fat old bastards loose their plans | |
| the battle masters make their peace | |
| and violent hands will soon release | |
| a love of such intensity | |
| it exposes all of our greed | |
| teachers let your students choose | |
| teachers let your students choose | |
| and a lesson was intended | |
| but your speeches never ended | |
| now we're waiting for a chance | |
| just to speak | |
| get on the floor | |
| get under your desk | |
| this is it, this is not a test | |
| get on the floor | |
| get under your desk | |
| this is not a test | |
| oh, teacher what a cruel mistake | |
| you know we can't leave well enough alone | |
| for goodness sake |
| zuo qu : Codeseven | |
| I so want to travel back in time | |
| to change the way you' ve fixed your mind | |
| can' t leave well enough alone for long | |
| the politicians change their lines | |
| they want to give it all back | |
| before its too late | |
| and teachers let their students choose | |
| teachers let the students choose | |
| the money hungry wash their hands | |
| these fat old bastards loose their plans | |
| the battle masters make their peace | |
| and violent hands will soon release | |
| a love of such intensity | |
| it exposes all of our greed | |
| teachers let your students choose | |
| teachers let your students choose | |
| and a lesson was intended | |
| but your speeches never ended | |
| now we' re waiting for a chance | |
| just to speak | |
| get on the floor | |
| get under your desk | |
| this is it, this is not a test | |
| get on the floor | |
| get under your desk | |
| this is not a test | |
| oh, teacher what a cruel mistake | |
| you know we can' t leave well enough alone | |
| for goodness sake |
| zuò qǔ : Codeseven | |
| I so want to travel back in time | |
| to change the way you' ve fixed your mind | |
| can' t leave well enough alone for long | |
| the politicians change their lines | |
| they want to give it all back | |
| before its too late | |
| and teachers let their students choose | |
| teachers let the students choose | |
| the money hungry wash their hands | |
| these fat old bastards loose their plans | |
| the battle masters make their peace | |
| and violent hands will soon release | |
| a love of such intensity | |
| it exposes all of our greed | |
| teachers let your students choose | |
| teachers let your students choose | |
| and a lesson was intended | |
| but your speeches never ended | |
| now we' re waiting for a chance | |
| just to speak | |
| get on the floor | |
| get under your desk | |
| this is it, this is not a test | |
| get on the floor | |
| get under your desk | |
| this is not a test | |
| oh, teacher what a cruel mistake | |
| you know we can' t leave well enough alone | |
| for goodness sake |