Letra de Propaganda

Dear Bored of Education,
So are we, huh, so are we
At no point in the lives that we actually live,
Do we sit in rows and listen to pontifications
At no point did momma pass written exams out on how to wash the dishes, no
She pulled the stool up next to her, at the sink,
Handed us a dishrag, like 'Watch how mommy does it, now you try!'
Learning by doing, such a crazy idea, it might work
Them stools felt like a magical ladders into an alter universe
Into the grown-up world,
Informational portholes, wormholes, into other places
Where kids were equals,
Being made privy to information only those with
Driver's licenses and facial hair had
Who knew we were learning,
No clue Pops was teaching us time management and budgeting,
Miniature project coordinators
He said, "Imma show you how to do these chores.
And if they're done when I get home
Then that allowance is yours.
Maybe some ice cream's involved too.
Remember when we were in kindergarten,
And you had to learn about worms,
Yeah, you went outside and you played with worms,
What a novel idea!
Dear Bored of Education!
Huh, so are we (so are we)