Schoolin’
Schoolin' Lyrics
| Song | Schoolin’ |
| Artist | Everything Everything |
| Album | Schoolin' |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Brother you look like the | |
| Taj Mahal | |
| One colossal dome above you and the smell of something other | |
| A pillar and a scimitar | |
| A little… | |
| Yes I miss you like a formless hide | |
| Stretching over me and dangled from the coastguard in a chopper | |
| The scaffold of me all awry | |
| A little... | |
| Broke your shoulder on the library steps | |
| Hanging 'round there in the dark just doing nothing or whatever | |
| What do you mean you saw the stars? | |
| You little... | |
| I could write it in a murder font | |
| I could say it in a way that would be lying or whatever | |
| I don't want them to tell us apart! | |
| You say that | |
| I'm an overlord? | |
| I've got myself a fire hydrant, with more tyrant | |
| In watery blasts, then all of my past! | |
| You seen me on the bridge a lot. | |
| But I never leapt over, the pent upper | |
| My number is up, my number is up | |
| But infinite and joyless little high fives are singing "Praise the lord" | |
| And "Pitter patter this schooling? Is this schooling?" and "You matter not, and you matter not" | |
| And is it, the flogging of a | |
| Flintstone | |
| That I'm supposed to be? | |
| The cerebellum get schoolin', and no schoolin' | |
| The drummer goes on, the drama goes on (Teach me how to hold) | |
| And I don't wanna make a scene | |
| I don't wanna think about the 3rd world hunger or whatever ' | |
| Cause thinking always comes across | |
| A little... | |
| There's a meeting of the worlds tonight | |
| Right above my head a miracle the sun erupt forever | |
| I barely ever raise my eyes | |
| A little (Teach him how to hold!) | |
| And oh I wanna make the peace | |
| And God I gotta be on the train past the ruins the wall and the druids oh please | |
| I'm whining like a breaking bus | |
| Maybe I can sit here and do nothing clever with a laser | |
| I'm not about to open up! | |
| You say that | |
| I'm an overlord? | |
| I've got myself a fire hydrant, with more tyrant | |
| In watery blasts, then all of my past! | |
| You seen me on the bridge a lot. | |
| But I never leapt over, the pent upper | |
| My number is up, my number is up | |
| But infinite and joyless little high fives are singing "Praise the lord" | |
| And "Pitter patter this schooling? Is this schooling?" and "You matter not, and you matter not" | |
| And is it, the flogging of a | |
| Flintstone | |
| That I'm supposed to be? | |
| The cerebellum get schoolin', and no schoolin' | |
| The drummer goes on, the drama goes on | |
| The drummer goes on, the drama goes on | |
| My number is up, my number is up | |
| Earth, I take a long time, to learn about the big one | |
| Gorilla limb swipe and beat, and | |
| I learn nil about | |
| Earth Remember how men, would understand the heavens | |
| But leaving those streetlights on | |
| You can't see nothing there | |
| So learn me anything good | |
| Teach me something that works, | |
| I take a long time, to learn about the big one | |
| Gorilla limb swipe and beat, and | |
| I learn dick about | |
| Earth Remember good men, would understand the heavens | |
| And leaving those streetlights on | |
| A ghost dark hemisphere | |
| Earth I take a long time, to learn about the big one | |
| Gorilla limb swipe and beat, and | |
| I learn dick about | |
| Earth Remember good man, you understand the heavens | |
| But leaving those streetlights on? |
| Brother you look like the | |
| Taj Mahal | |
| One colossal dome above you and the smell of something other | |
| A pillar and a scimitar | |
| A little | |
| Yes I miss you like a formless hide | |
| Stretching over me and dangled from the coastguard in a chopper | |
| The scaffold of me all awry | |
| A little... | |
| Broke your shoulder on the library steps | |
| Hanging ' round there in the dark just doing nothing or whatever | |
| What do you mean you saw the stars? | |
| You little... | |
| I could write it in a murder font | |
| I could say it in a way that would be lying or whatever | |
| I don' t want them to tell us apart! | |
| You say that | |
| I' m an overlord? | |
| I' ve got myself a fire hydrant, with more tyrant | |
| In watery blasts, then all of my past! | |
| You seen me on the bridge a lot. | |
| But I never leapt over, the pent upper | |
| My number is up, my number is up | |
| But infinite and joyless little high fives are singing " Praise the lord" | |
| And " Pitter patter this schooling? Is this schooling?" and " You matter not, and you matter not" | |
| And is it, the flogging of a | |
| Flintstone | |
| That I' m supposed to be? | |
| The cerebellum get schoolin', and no schoolin' | |
| The drummer goes on, the drama goes on Teach me how to hold | |
| And I don' t wanna make a scene | |
| I don' t wanna think about the 3rd world hunger or whatever ' | |
| Cause thinking always comes across | |
| A little... | |
| There' s a meeting of the worlds tonight | |
| Right above my head a miracle the sun erupt forever | |
| I barely ever raise my eyes | |
| A little Teach him how to hold! | |
| And oh I wanna make the peace | |
| And God I gotta be on the train past the ruins the wall and the druids oh please | |
| I' m whining like a breaking bus | |
| Maybe I can sit here and do nothing clever with a laser | |
| I' m not about to open up! | |
| You say that | |
| I' m an overlord? | |
| I' ve got myself a fire hydrant, with more tyrant | |
| In watery blasts, then all of my past! | |
| You seen me on the bridge a lot. | |
| But I never leapt over, the pent upper | |
| My number is up, my number is up | |
| But infinite and joyless little high fives are singing " Praise the lord" | |
| And " Pitter patter this schooling? Is this schooling?" and " You matter not, and you matter not" | |
| And is it, the flogging of a | |
| Flintstone | |
| That I' m supposed to be? | |
| The cerebellum get schoolin', and no schoolin' | |
| The drummer goes on, the drama goes on | |
| The drummer goes on, the drama goes on | |
| My number is up, my number is up | |
| Earth, I take a long time, to learn about the big one | |
| Gorilla limb swipe and beat, and | |
| I learn nil about | |
| Earth Remember how men, would understand the heavens | |
| But leaving those streetlights on | |
| You can' t see nothing there | |
| So learn me anything good | |
| Teach me something that works, | |
| I take a long time, to learn about the big one | |
| Gorilla limb swipe and beat, and | |
| I learn dick about | |
| Earth Remember good men, would understand the heavens | |
| And leaving those streetlights on | |
| A ghost dark hemisphere | |
| Earth I take a long time, to learn about the big one | |
| Gorilla limb swipe and beat, and | |
| I learn dick about | |
| Earth Remember good man, you understand the heavens | |
| But leaving those streetlights on? |
| Brother you look like the | |
| Taj Mahal | |
| One colossal dome above you and the smell of something other | |
| A pillar and a scimitar | |
| A little | |
| Yes I miss you like a formless hide | |
| Stretching over me and dangled from the coastguard in a chopper | |
| The scaffold of me all awry | |
| A little... | |
| Broke your shoulder on the library steps | |
| Hanging ' round there in the dark just doing nothing or whatever | |
| What do you mean you saw the stars? | |
| You little... | |
| I could write it in a murder font | |
| I could say it in a way that would be lying or whatever | |
| I don' t want them to tell us apart! | |
| You say that | |
| I' m an overlord? | |
| I' ve got myself a fire hydrant, with more tyrant | |
| In watery blasts, then all of my past! | |
| You seen me on the bridge a lot. | |
| But I never leapt over, the pent upper | |
| My number is up, my number is up | |
| But infinite and joyless little high fives are singing " Praise the lord" | |
| And " Pitter patter this schooling? Is this schooling?" and " You matter not, and you matter not" | |
| And is it, the flogging of a | |
| Flintstone | |
| That I' m supposed to be? | |
| The cerebellum get schoolin', and no schoolin' | |
| The drummer goes on, the drama goes on Teach me how to hold | |
| And I don' t wanna make a scene | |
| I don' t wanna think about the 3rd world hunger or whatever ' | |
| Cause thinking always comes across | |
| A little... | |
| There' s a meeting of the worlds tonight | |
| Right above my head a miracle the sun erupt forever | |
| I barely ever raise my eyes | |
| A little Teach him how to hold! | |
| And oh I wanna make the peace | |
| And God I gotta be on the train past the ruins the wall and the druids oh please | |
| I' m whining like a breaking bus | |
| Maybe I can sit here and do nothing clever with a laser | |
| I' m not about to open up! | |
| You say that | |
| I' m an overlord? | |
| I' ve got myself a fire hydrant, with more tyrant | |
| In watery blasts, then all of my past! | |
| You seen me on the bridge a lot. | |
| But I never leapt over, the pent upper | |
| My number is up, my number is up | |
| But infinite and joyless little high fives are singing " Praise the lord" | |
| And " Pitter patter this schooling? Is this schooling?" and " You matter not, and you matter not" | |
| And is it, the flogging of a | |
| Flintstone | |
| That I' m supposed to be? | |
| The cerebellum get schoolin', and no schoolin' | |
| The drummer goes on, the drama goes on | |
| The drummer goes on, the drama goes on | |
| My number is up, my number is up | |
| Earth, I take a long time, to learn about the big one | |
| Gorilla limb swipe and beat, and | |
| I learn nil about | |
| Earth Remember how men, would understand the heavens | |
| But leaving those streetlights on | |
| You can' t see nothing there | |
| So learn me anything good | |
| Teach me something that works, | |
| I take a long time, to learn about the big one | |
| Gorilla limb swipe and beat, and | |
| I learn dick about | |
| Earth Remember good men, would understand the heavens | |
| And leaving those streetlights on | |
| A ghost dark hemisphere | |
| Earth I take a long time, to learn about the big one | |
| Gorilla limb swipe and beat, and | |
| I learn dick about | |
| Earth Remember good man, you understand the heavens | |
| But leaving those streetlights on? |
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