A little opus

You feel the weight of imposition
Bear heavy on your own decision, decision
Fate to face, they multiply
The crush of language
And the cedent school ties
The subtle angles of tradition, tradition

Eton for portent
St. Paul's for context
Oxbridge for vision
No need to make this popular
One man for progress
One man for past tense
One man for vision
No need to make this popular

With your school cap blowing in the breeze
It's about time
That you made education
Not a funnel but a wide line
NEET to youth, as Gove to tact
One million faces
That are staring straight past
A mix of ignorance and fission, fission

Eton for portent
St. Paul's for context
Oxbridge for vision
No need to make this popular
One man for progress
One man for past tense
One man for vision
No need to make this popular

I'd rather starve than I become a member
Of your old boys club
Sooner depart than see the ascension of the Bullingdon
Because I want to
Make a breakthrough
A tired addendum to working hard

I'd rather starve than I become a member
Of your old boys club

Because I want to
Make a breakthrough
A tired addendum to working hard

I'd rather starve than I become a member
Of your old boys club

Because I want to
Make a breakthrough
A tired addendum to working hard

Because I want to
Make a breakthrough
A tired addendum to working hard

I'd rather starve than I become a member
Of your old boys club