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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 so far back Yeah, baby, how to say? Well, lemme tell ya about this one time How ya gonna tell me now? Lemme put it to music, yeah, I say 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 Fools, I live with fools Blue, it makes me blue Fools, 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 The circus just left town Why behave in public If you're living on a playground? It makes me blue Fools, I live with fools Blue, it makes me blue Fools, I live with fools Blue, it makes me blue Fools, I live with fools Blue, it makes me blue Fools, I live with fools All right, I say Here they going my way