Mother In the Graveyard - Margaret MacArthur

I wanna get it, but I got bad brains I'm what they like to call a special case, I am A coma in a classroom I got detention 'cause I made a face Nobody believed me that it's stuck that way, I am A stoner in a bathroom Back in school, back in place Back in school, back in chains Back in school, back in my cage Back in school, back in place Back in school, back in chains Back in school, back in your cage I gave an apple to my playground crush She told me that the apple wasn't bad enough, aw, shucks So young to be so cruel Back in school, back in place Back in school, back in chains Back in school, back in my cage Back in school, back in place Back in school, back in chains Back in school, back in your cage No, you can't teach soul (no, they don't) No, you can't teach soul (teach the soul) No (how to love) You can't teach soul No, you can't teach soul (no, they don't) No, you can't teach soul (teach the soul) No, you can't teach soul (how to love) You can't teach the soul Back in school, back in place Back in school, back in chains Back in school, back in my cage You can't teach soul Back in school, back in place Back in school, back in chains Back in school, back in your cage You can't teach soul I wanna get it, but I got bad brains I'm what they like to call a special case, I am Back in school, back in my cage You can't teach soul I got detention 'cause I made a face Nobody believed me that it's stuck that way, I am Back in school, back in my cage You can't teach soul Back in school, back in my cage

There will be another song for me And I will sing it There will be another dream for me Someone will bring it I will drink the wine while it's warm And never let you catch me looking at the sun But after all the loves of my life After all the loves of my life You'll still be the one I will take my life into my hands And I will use it I will win the worship in their eyes Then I will lose it I will have the things that I desire And my passions flow like rivers leading to the sky But after all the loves of my life After all the loves of my life You'll still be the one And wondering why

Oh, Danny boy The pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen And down the mountainside The summer's gone And all the roses falling It's you, it's you must go And I must bide But come ye back when Summer's in the meadow Or when the valley's hushed And white with snow It's I'll be here In s Unshine or in shadow Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy I love you so Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy I love you so