Gonna wipe this crowbar clean
And pry off my face
I'll roll up my sleeves and dig around
untill i find the stains
And shampoo my soiled brains

Old yellow gauze, a rusty scalpel, and
some cheap whiskey
The tools for this home remedy

Students stuffed in classroom pockets
One boy sneaks out to the broom closet

Words are leaking out his sockets
Words he was supposed to memorize

Better get the compass, this one needs some

Soon they plugged me with ambition
Pulp from textbooks soaked in fiction
I feasted on competition

Congratulations, you are this year's champion
Cue the announcer, please show him what he's

Letters validate the tests
Numbers to see who's the best
Now i understand that life's just a contest

Black mortarboard, a wooden ruler,
and papers marked with A's
The tools that taught me to think straight

Now i dont call out the answers
I'm the host, I ask the questions
Raise your hand, who knows the answer?
Be the first to press your buzzer
Watch my eyes when you call out the answer

See the twinkle as I smile
Watch the scoreboard when you get the answer
Lights will flash and cymbals crash
Confetti rains down from the sky

So tell him what he's won
A lifetime on the run
Pursuing number one

Red grading pens
Gray chain-link fence
Mental detention
The tools that left these stains

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Some Lovely Parting Gifts song meanings
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    General CommentThis song is amazing, it says that we are stained by education everywhere we go we're known by qualifications, this causes competition among people who want the same job, so really the song isn't unstructured.
    icettxon January 08, 2009   Link

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