Spirit School - Anya Marina

Semester is out

The teacher is in

There ain’t no exams but oh

You better bet you gonna learn something

So get in the van

And pay all your dues

And stay a while

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 a while 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 'cause 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

Uh uh-huh uh-huh