Can’t Teach This Songtext
von The Stupendium

A notice to all Musicality students: Professor Stupendium′s lecture on awkward, white middle-class hip-hop and its use as a promotional tool will be starting in the lecture hall shortly
Thank you!

Welcome, students to Two Point U!
This campus we've established to point you
Down the path of academia and viewpoints new
And there′s a chance that you will leave here as employed, too!

We're certain that the circumstance could use a little pomp
With learning, you can turn your hand, just choose the skill you want
The young mind needs a-moulding and we do it with aplomb
Though no one ever specified just what to mould it from (hm)

Every course, of course, has been meticulously planned
Though standard Maths and Science is particularly bland
So, pick from our curriculum of kitchens, crypts and bands
You won't find a diploma simply digging in the sand!

What′s that? Oh, they will? Ah, Archaeology, right, yes, we do teach Archeology
In that case, you might want to start digging for that diploma now, before it starts to compost

Would the teacher′s pet please report to the nurse for microchipping and deworming
Thank you!


We're best in class for espionage, the course is sure to thrill you
But if I told you where it is, of course, I′d have to kill you
Embark upon the darker arts if morbidness fulfills you
Our dungeon's rather wonderous with all authentic mildew

There′s jousting in the grounds, see them gleaming in their chivalry
There's pizza in the kitchen, inconvenient for delivery
Or come improve your subterfuge and scheming for the ministry
And rest assured our Wizard School is big on inclusivity

Ah, young Mr. Toasterpastry, come in
I′m afraid I've called you to my office to talk about how you've been conducting yourself in the Music Lab
You see, you′re supposed to use a baton

Here at Two Point Campus, where our mind′s put to the test
Our scores in class stil can't surpass our piling student debts

Would a Mr. Danger, on the Deep Undercover Spy course, please be aware that your mother is at the office with your packed lunch
This tannoy will now self-destruct

Greer? Here
Pleasant? Present
Glendenning? Attending
Samson? Absent

Hardy? Tardy
Tate? Late
Glover? Undercover
Drake? Baked


Connors? Slightly fossilised
Sorry, I apologise
Ustinov? Goofing off!
And Robinson′s robotified

Have we got a Gideon?
Just pondering oblivion
Hurst? I'm a little cursed
But William′s amphibian

Hammam and Statery?
Ran out of battery
Cormack? On horseback and galloping gallantly
Pickering? Pickling
Coombes? Entombed
Hirshall? He's virtually trapped in normality

Higgins? Digging
Emily? Napping
Wrinkler? Tinkering
Gregory? Rapping

Owens and Cleese?
Throwing some cheese
Duncan flunked and that only leaves

Llewllin Mayhew Matt O′Grady Baudelaire Phipping Tim Matthau Witherspoon?
He fell in a huge vat of gravy, but they are fishing him back out with a spoon
The Fourth
And fork!
Eugh, I'm just going to put "absent"

Here at Two Point Campus, we've got straight A′s through the roof
Though we′re acutely aware that our degrees are quite obtuse

Students are reminded that, though we are contractually obligated to encourage you to follow your dreams, that does not excuse falling asleep in lectures
Thank you!

We're here to paint the future and now you can be the canvas
In that you′ll be hung out to dry as soon as fees are handed
Zoology? Neurology? We muddled up the pamphlets
We tried to hire Pavlov's Dog, but built a Hippo-Campus

We′ve scientific instruments, so come and get involved
Though one horrific incident Chemistry club dissolved
The canteen's packed with ten foot stacks of huge profiteroles
And a little dairy derring-do and you could win the gold (Go, team!)

Other faculties can grapple with the boring and uncomical
Our methods are methodic and we′ve taught the tautological
The courses may be dangerous and harm us very possible
You're fortunate we're neighbours with just far too many hospitals

Good afternoon, class!
I′m glad to see you′re all here to hand in your invisibility assignments
Or I'm in the wrong room
Yeah, this is camouflage class, mate

Here at Two Point Campus where the future′s being formed
But you've seen what we teach here, so don′t say that you weren't warned

Graduating students are encouraged to have the time of their lives. Because it′s all downhill from here
Thank you!