I was the Spelling Bee Queen of 1965, man
The principal hauled me out of the grade two team spelling bee,
out into the hall,
told me not to be such a pain in the ass,
and not to B-E-R-A-T-E the other little children
Well, I looked properly
A-P-O-L-O-G-E-T-I-C, but inside I was thinking, "
C-H-R-I-S-T.
If this guy can't A-P-P-R-E-C-I-A-T-E the
fact that I've got a huge V-O-C-A-B-U-L-A-R-Y ...
well that's his hang-up man, not mine."
So I W-A-L-T-Z-E-D back into the classroom,
stood up on my T-I-N-Y chair, and shouted, "
Down with The Establishment, man!
Disestablishmentarianism!
D-I-S-E-S-T-A-B-L-I-S-H-M-E-N-T-A-R-I-A-N-I-S-M.
Man."
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