*what three days back at college will do to you.
My daddy—he once told me don’t ever play with nuns they’ll hit you with their rulers it won’t be any fun I snuck out of that prison and now I’m on the run Once freed from that schoolhouse I sunbathed in the sun I stayed out late, I went on dates looking out for number-one When I think of what I went through of all the tired repressive lies I keep running wise, in slick disguise my purpose is renewed Don’t ever let ‘em tell you you can’t have any fun If they preach that hackneyed drivel grab some things and run . . Songs for this: Cold Heart (PNAU Remix) by Elton John & Dua Lipa I'm Still Standing by Elton John Webster: hackneyed = uninteresting, unfun, dull and unoriginal. *stolen almost directly, in spirit anyway, from that freewheeling rebel, Johnny Cash **My first 8 years of school were parochial
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*what three days back at college will do to you.