I'm sitting in a cold classroom,
The teacher is smoking in the bathroom,
And after taking a long drag,
He adjusted his suspenders.

And now he's in the classroom too,
But his head is empty.
And this "physicist" is trying again,
To explain something to us.

Then, after explaining something to us,
At the end of the lesson, he asked,
He divided the length by the mole,
Gave us a five, but we learned nothing.

And so another lesson passed,
And I hear the bell ringing,
With this kind of knowledge, we'll all go,
To the exam.

And there they will accuse us,
That we are not learning again,
But we won't say anything,
Who will believe us, we are just children