Strange Arithmetic - The Coup

History has taught
Me some strange arithmetic
Using swords prison bars
And pistol grips
English is the art of bombing towns
While assuring that you really
Only blessed the ground
Science is that honorable useful study
Where you contort the molecules
And then you make that money
In mathematics
Dead children don't get added
But they count the cost of bullets
Comin out the automatic
Teacher
My hands up
Please don't make me a victim
Teachers
Stand up
You need to tell us how to flip this system
Economics is the symphony of
Hunger and theft
Mortar shells often echo
Out the cashing of checks
In Geography class it's borders
Mountains and rivers
But they will never show the line
Between the takers and givers
Algebra is that unique occasion
In which a school can say
That there should be a balanced equation
And then Statistics is the tool of the complicit
To say everybody's with it
And that you're the only critic
Teacher My hands up
Social Studies the goliath to tackle
Which turns into a sermon on simplicity of shackles
Physics is to school you on the science of force
Cept for how to break the hell out the ghetto of course
Home Ec can teach you how to make a few sauces
And accept low pay from your Walmart bosses
If your school won't show you
How to fight for what's needed
Then they're training you to go
Through life and get cheated
Hook