I took an examination In fact, I took eighteen I feel like my brain has just been spat out of A three-rinse washing machine. I can't make simple decisions I've lost the power to think I can't take off my shoes or coat Or decide what I want to drink. I came home from school every evening Having tried my very best And had to go straight to my bedroom In order to learn the rest. I memorized twenty equations By means of chanting and rhyme But forgot how to do the simple things That people do all the time. All the facts that I crammed in my brain bank In the hope I could find them again My exam papers drained from my memory By sucking them out through the pen. I'm very glad they're over My heart is filled with ease But one question I'd like to ask them - Can I have my brain back please?