Song 2: "Mr Chip, Top of the Class!"
Twenty four short hours ago was only yesterday
When things were looking pretty bleak,
Another teacher walks away
And when it seemed all hope was lost the delivery man knocks
Who knew the saviour of our school would come
Packed in a box?…Packed up in a box!
Six foot tall with lights that flash, his skin is made of plastic
We haven't really known him long but we think he's fantastic!
Strong as an ox and clever too, his eyes are made of glass
Our brand new, hi-tech: Mr Chip, is Top of the Class!
He doesn't need to eat or drink, He never needs to sleep
Will teach all day and never tire, the benefits we reap!
He teaches lessons full of fun, he's just the droid we need
And then he sits and marks his books at supersonic speed…Supersonic speed!
​
Six foot tall, with lights that flash, his skin is made of plastic
We haven't really known him long but we think he's fantastic!
Strong as an ox and clever too, his eyes are made of glass
Our brand new, hi-tech: Mr Chip, is Top of the Class!
But deep inside, a nagging doubt, this wasn't really planned
Have we got into something that we just don't understand?
But let's not worry, think about the long hours that he'll keep
And in these tough financial times his wages will be cheap!…Wages will be cheap!
Six feet tall, with lights that flash, his skin is made of plastic
We haven't really known him long but we think he's fantastic!
Strong as an ox and clever too, his eyes are made of glass
Our brand new, hi-tech: Mr Chip, is Top of the Class!
Our brand new, hi-tech: Mr Chip, is Top of the Class!