Academy Fight Song
Clint Conley
Walking to my room
Ask me jerky questions
Don't mean what you say
Immaculate protection
Play by all the rules
So close to the chest
Show that all's not lost
And this is not a waste
Stay just as far from me as me from you
Make sure that you are sure of everything I do
'Cause I'm not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not
Your academy
Your academy
The halls smell like piss
The rooms are underlit
Still it must be nice
You're such a perfect fit
What's that I hear?
The sound of marching feet
It has a strange allure
It has a strange...allure
Maybe you're right
I shouldn't judgе
What's wrong or right
This is too much
I'm not judging you
I'm judging me
And my academy
Your academy
My acadеmy
Your academy