Semolina

Back then is where your heart is
You really liked your school days you were cool
Hold on it can happen
You really miss those humid summer days

And again and again and again you're starting backwards
There's nothing back then, nothing existing

A final education
What did you learn that time you had enough?
Exam time in the big hall
That greasy man was walking up and down

And again and again and again you're starting backwards
There's nothing back then, nothing existing