Lyrics

In the land of the classroom, where desks are aligned,
A battle was brewing, of the strangest kind.
The teacher stood tall, with his chalk in his hand,
He’d face his young pupils, the bravest in the land!
For they’d come to his classroom, with giggles and cheer,
But the teacher knew well, they’d show no fear!
Oh, the battle, it raged, in Room 205,
With pencils for spears, and rulers alive!
The children, so fierce, with their eyes full of glee,
Said, “We’re gonna win, just wait and see!”
The teacher, so mighty, with lessons so bright,
Prepared for the battle, to teach with all might.
But the students, they schemed, with mischief in tow,
They’d throw paper airplanes, and let their pencils go!
Young Lucy the Bold, with her mighty eraser,
Launched it at the teacher with the speed of a chaser!
Oh, the battle, it raged, in Room 205,
With pencils for spears, and rulers alive!
The children, so fierce, with their eyes full of glee,
Said, “We’re gonna win, just wait and see!”
Then came young Jimmy, with his spelling so grand,
He challenged the teacher, with a notebook in hand!
“Spell this!” he cried, with a mischievous grin,
And the teacher, unsure, said, “Well, let’s begin!”
But the kids, they laughed, with a rhyme out of place,
And the teacher knew well, they were winning this race!
Oh, the battle, it raged, in Room 205,
With pencils for spears, and rulers alive!
The children, so fierce, with their eyes full of glee,
Said, “We’re gonna win, just wait and see!”
The teacher then tried to rally his troops,
With math problems sharp as a dragon’s swoop!
But the children, they shouted, “We won’t be beat,
For we’ve learned every lesson, with knowledge so sweet!”
They sang out their answers, with courage and might,
And the teacher stood still, knowing they were right!
Oh, the battle, it raged, in Room 205,
With pencils for spears, and rulers alive!
The children, so fierce, with their eyes full of glee,
Said, “We’re gonna win, just wait and see!”
And so the teacher, though mighty and true,
Knew the battle was lost, to the brave and the few.
For the students had conquered, with wisdom and grace,
And the teacher bowed down, with a smile on his face.
“Victory’s yours,” he said with a cheer,
For in the battle of knowledge, you’ve shown no fear!