At the age of 15 your life is defined, it's measured in ounces and grams The wisdom of ages is soon pushed away for a crystal that's purchased in drams No time for book learning, the street is your school, it teaches a lesson that's real You shun lit and science, that's crap for your parents, the only thing real is the deal
Words on a page, they're so hard to read The will to learn, it's not in your creed Why should I care, I reeally can't see The teaching of man, they mean nothing to me
Sports is the answer that's what you've been told, It's the only way you'll succeed A ball is your teacher, replaces the textbook, It's the only tool that you'll need History and math are soon pushed away by the glory bestowed by a sport The classroom's forgotten, their teachings outdated, You live by the rules of the court
Words on a page, they're so hard to read The will to learn, it's not in your creed Why should I care, I reeally can't see The teaching of man, they mean nothing to me
Although things aren't perfect, they're trying their best, The choice is left up to you Resist the temptation of the easy way out, The promises made just aren't true You've made your decision have given up trying And now there is no turning back Another statistic for our failing system, Another that's slipped through the cracks
Words on a page, they're so hard to read The will to learn, it's not in your creed Why should I care, I reeally can't see The teaching of man, they mean nothing to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
