"Spirit School" as written by and Anya Marina....
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Semester is out
The teacher is in
There ain't no exams but oh you better betcha gonna learn something

So get in the van
And pay all your dues
And stay awhile
Yeah stay here in the spirit school

Gimme your tired
Gimme your weak
Gimme the gangly boys
Gimme the girls with the funny feet
We'll call you Sticks
And you'll play guitar
I promise you
I promise you're gonna go far

We're rubber and you're glue
And no matter what you say we're gonna stick it right to you

You won't get expelled
and we'll never tell
I got a pocket full of secrets and a magic pill
We keep it movin' where everything's cool
So stay awhile yeah stay here in the spirit school

We're rubber and you're glue
And no matter what you say we're gonna stick it right to you

Lone road, do you think I sold my soul?
won't see my love for weeks
we've miles and miles to go before we...

Sleepy Jean, we're living out our dreams
Don't fret your pretty head
Just cuz we're looking like the walking dead

Uh uh-huh uh-huh

Oh we're rubber and you're glue
And no matter what you say we're gonna stick it right to you

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Lyrics submitted by AshleyRose

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