The trouble is that four out of every five
Work their jobs everyday merely to survive
Embedded in a dream that Cinderella is alive
And waitin' on illusions that may never arrive
Voices in my mind
Are masked inside the truth
But one day you will find
That you don't learn everything in school
And don't take every teacher's word
Teachers for fools teachers for fools
They took away my home
They stripped away my pride
And for several years now
Hope has been denied
I'm maxed out on my mastercard
And Katrins' at my side
Everywhere I turn my American dream has died
The pages keep on turning
I'm maxed out by your rules
Well I've got my Masters
But my scholarship to life fell through
The storm that just passed us
Has left me here with just my shoes
The world keeps on burning
Poisoned by your fuels
Hey mister rapper can you find the perfect rhyme
I'm growing dizzy spinning circles all the time
You need to tell that teachers pet the national debts' a crime
Hey blue collar your last dollar's barely worth a dime
Voices keep on calling
I hunger for the truth
The 42nd Street Singers - Teachers For Fools Lyrics
The 42nd Street Singers - Teachers For Fools Lyrics
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The trouble is that four out of every five
Work their jobs everyday merely to survive
Embedded in a dream that Cinderella is alive
And waitin' on illusions that may never arrive
Voices in my mind
Are masked inside the truth
But one day you will find
That you don't learn everything in school
And don't take every teacher's word
Teachers for fools teachers for fools
They took away my home
They stripped away my pride
And for several years now
Hope has been denied
I'm maxed out on my mastercard
And Katrins' at my side
Everywhere I turn my American dream has died
The pages keep on turning
I'm maxed out by your rules
Well I've got my Masters
But my scholarship to life fell through
The storm that just passed us
Has left me here with just my shoes
The world keeps on burning
Poisoned by your fuels
Hey mister rapper can you find the perfect rhyme
I'm growing dizzy spinning circles all the time
You need to tell that teachers pet the national debts' a crime
Hey blue collar your last dollar's barely worth a dime
Voices keep on calling
I hunger for the truth
Work their jobs everyday merely to survive
Embedded in a dream that Cinderella is alive
And waitin' on illusions that may never arrive
Voices in my mind
Are masked inside the truth
But one day you will find
That you don't learn everything in school
And don't take every teacher's word
Teachers for fools teachers for fools
They took away my home
They stripped away my pride
And for several years now
Hope has been denied
I'm maxed out on my mastercard
And Katrins' at my side
Everywhere I turn my American dream has died
The pages keep on turning
I'm maxed out by your rules
Well I've got my Masters
But my scholarship to life fell through
The storm that just passed us
Has left me here with just my shoes
The world keeps on burning
Poisoned by your fuels
Hey mister rapper can you find the perfect rhyme
I'm growing dizzy spinning circles all the time
You need to tell that teachers pet the national debts' a crime
Hey blue collar your last dollar's barely worth a dime
Voices keep on calling
I hunger for the truth
Writer: Michael Varela, Ron Ciancioso
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Exploration Group LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Exploration Group LLC
Performed By: The 42nd Street Singers
Language: English
Length: 3:54
Written by: Michael Varela, Ron Ciancioso