No, no, no, no
Teacher has no heart
No, no, no, no
Teacher has no heart

Today the teacher took my phone
Guess it was a bit loud, buddy
(Loud, loud, loud, loud)
Bit loud, buddy
She wouldn't give it back, oh no
Not 'til I'd written an essay
(No, no, no, no)
Not fair, buddy

Yep, the teacher caught me, caught me
Saying words quite naughty, nuaghty
So now I'm in deep sh*t
And nothing I say can help me
Try to tell her that it started
I was holding stuff and dropped it
Right on my foot, so I screamed 'Sh*t!'
I was too loud
And now I will cop it

No, no, no, no
The teach' has no heart

Now I'm in detention, tention
And my gut is wrenchin', wrenchin'
Yes, I'm in discomfort
Not allowed to eat lunch here
Buddy, you're stuck in here too?
So tell me what did you do
That made the teacher get so pissed off?
Wearin' the wrong socks?!

And now it's done, I can go home
Will my parents be mad? Maybe
(Mad, mad, mad, mad)
Real mad? Mabye
It seems as though they're not at home
I'm safe at least for now, buddy
(Now, now, now, now)
For now, buddy

I suppose that I am lucky
That my Dad don't discipline me
And since my Mum never sees me
She's too busy watchin' her TV
My Dad says "How was school?"
I say "Did work like I'm s'possed to
Yelled the naughty word for 'poo'
Not my fault, 'cause I crushed my shoe"

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Teacher has no heart

Dad says "Well, that's okay
Did you get in trouble today?"
"That naughty word that I said loud-lay
Got me detention today"
Dad says "But did you explain
That you were in quite deep pain?"
I say "Teach' won't take it that way
She don't believe what I say
Well, yeah, it is crap

I got stuck writing out lines, Daddy
Just because my language was a tad crappy
What's the point of writing lines, Daddy
Don't they know I'll forget them like that, buddy?

Teachers don't know how to feel
They wound me, no intent to heal
So what do I get from this deal?
It's just...

Not-not-not-not-not-not-not fair
Not-not-not-not-not-not-not fair
Not-not-not-not-not-not-not fair
Not-not-not-not-not-not-not fair
Not-not-not-not-not-not-not fair
Not-not-not-not-not-not-not fair
Not-not-not-not-not-not-not fair
Not-not-not-not-not-not-not fair

No, no, no, no
Teacher has no heart
No, no, no, no
Teacher has no heart

The notes the teacher sends to home
Always end up in the fire
(Burn, burn, burn, burn)
Love that fire
It seems that I am trouble-prone
And Miss Gill* is always watching
(Creepy, creepy)
Always watching
I still haven't got back my phone
Though it has been about a month
(No fair, no fair)
Yes, a month
'Cause now I really need that phone
All those notes are burning my house
(Fire, fire, fire, fire)
Burning my house

"Your fault for making that noise, Jason
It's what you get for your trouble-makin'"
Dad took time getting his phone ready
I should sue for ev'rything you've got, teachy!