Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mission of Burma
Performer
Clint Conley
Bass Guitar
Peter Prescott
Vocals
Roger Clark Miller
Guitar
Martin Swope
Sampler
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clint Conley
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Walk into my room, ask me jerky questions
Don't mean what you say, immaculate protection
Play by all the rules so close to the vest
Hope that all's not lost and this is not a waste
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
The halls smell like piss, the rooms are under-lit
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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
Maybe you're right, I shouldn't judge
What's wrong or right, this is too much
I'm not judgin' you, I'm judgin' me
My academy, your academy
My academy, your academy
Written by: Clint Conley