Verbose Song Lyrics: II

We had some fun with this a couple of years ago. How about a second go-around? I’ll start:

I feel as if I’m imprisoned in this room set aside for pedagogy,
I’m not one for lectures and discourse,
However, at some point in the near future there will be harbinger: two successive strings of notes on a percussive instrument,
At this point my compatriots and I will meet in a secret location above me.

Smokin’ in the Boys Room.

All the cool kids are hanging out over here, if you wanna join us.

Reported for closure- game is already going on in a duplicate thread.