Fools

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!