| Well, i ain't about to go to school.
and i'm sick and tired of golden rules.
they say i'm crazy, from the wrong side of the tracks.
i never see them, but they're always on my back.
well, i'm sick and tired of cleaning room.
and it's the final bell for pushing broom.
damned if i do, and then i'm damned if i don't.
won't someone tell me what it is they all want?
it makes me blue!
ooh, i live with fools!
ooh, it makes me blue!
ooh, i live with fools!
i just can't take it!
my teachers all gave up on me.
no matter what they say, i disagree.
and when i need something to soothe my soul,
i listen to too much rock 'n' roll.
don't want no class reunion.
this circus just left town.
why behave in public if you're
livin' on a playground?
it makes me blue!
ooh, i live with fools!
ooh, it makes me blue!
ooh, i live with fools!
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