Pencil Revolution - Schradinova

Paper was reaching for the ceiling

Since the day my fountain pen died

All the pencils in the house cheered

But then they cried

They knew authorities didn t like graphite

Something s hanging in the air

You can feel it everywhere

All it needs is a starting gun

For the crowd to stand up

You need a tiny bang

It was late so I had to sleep one more night

Before I could start this horrible paper fight

The pencils waited till I slept tight

Scissors got a sign from the flashlight

And killed all the erasers they could find

Something s hanging in the air

You can witness take the chance

All it needs is a starting gun

For the crowd to stand up

You need a tiny bang

Revolution, revolution, revolution

Wishing you were part of it

The pencils gathered on my desk

Red ink dripped down the table’s legs

Demanded their words would stay

All signatures will be valid from this day

Whoa, pencils throughout the nation

Heard the news they d all been waiting for

Even before daylight, several ballpoints had committed suicide

Crayon cans claimed all the city halls

In the morning, pencils filled the streets

In all the colors of the rainbow

Gathered up the ink pens

Locked them up in kindergarten

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