Burn - Paul Roland

No light leaks from the master’s study

There’s no sound in the dormitory

All the boys are sleeping soundly

Softly softly, catchee monkey

Now I have here the answer

To those who said I couldn’t learn

Something science has taught me

Now this place is going to burn

When a gas is fed under pressure

There’s a tendency at hight tempreture

For the flame to grow somewhat higher

Then my friend you’ve got yourself a fire

Now I have here the answer

To those who said I couldn’t learn

Something science has taught me

Now this place is going to burn