You try so hard to please the teachernPlay it straight and you toe the linenYou try so hard to win their favournBut it's just a bore, a waste of time.nTrapped all day behind a windownTrained to work from nine to fivenTaught to feel you're just a numbernForget what it's like to be alivenSo you jump the wall and break for freedomnWhere the air is fresh and the sky is highnYou roam the streets and laugh for pleasurenRemember what it's like to be alive.nnI'm biding my time for my perfect crimenI've already done my timennYou sit at the back to cheat the teachernYour body's trappednand they waste your mindnThey've got you nownand they want your futurenSo you go on the run to steal back some timenAnd kids from before you can remembernWere chained to their desks,nbut what's the crime ?nThey broke the locks, escaped the numbersnBunking off to find some pridennSo you jump the wall nand break for freedomnWhere the air is fresh and the sky is highnYou rush the streets like running waternRemember what it's like to be alivennYou meet your mates behind the shelternIn the toilets, out of sightnYou go where you go so they can't get younDisobey, it's the basic rightnYou wanted something from your teachersnSomething real that's worth your timenBut they let you down,nthey taught you failurenSo you jump the wall. The Perfect CrimennSo you jump the wall nand break for freedomnBut where can you go to find your pridenWhere can you go for love and laughternTo remember what it's like to be alive