I'M Tellin' Ya

I don't have to be mute under the pedagog's coat Or allow accolades, praise, to follow him to the grave. It's my time now - I'M TELLIN' YA - "You can see where those boys get their brains from". Oh, how wrong you family groupies were, how wrong. From me! You dim, dumb, dopes. Their mum! - I'M TELLIN' YA - No longer do I metaphorically cower beneath his so-called Godliness - and he wasn't even that clever... So, now I've come clean, come out, opened up that I do Have a brain - and I am clever... At last my day, month, year has come and - I'M TELLIN' YA - No-one, nowhere will ever make me walk behind them. I am out there at the front now, screaming and shouting That I am free at last and - I'M TELLIN' YA - I shall enjoy Whatever time I have left on this spinning orb and will fill Every day with learning, improving, and mostly, being happy. NOW I'VE TOLD YA!