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Text: Jack Black. School Of Rock.

Baby we was making straight A s,
But we was stuck in the dark days,
Don t take much to memorize your lines,
I feel like I ve been hypnotisized,
and then that magic man he come to town,
whoo wee,
he come spin my head around,
said recess is in session,
do you make fire,
and now baby,
I m alive,
oh yeah,
I m alive.

And if you wanna be the teacher s pet,
Well baby you just better forget,
Rock got no reason,
Rock got no rhyme,
You better get me to school on time.


Oh you know I m better on a roll,
down to brains,
and got no soul,
read my head before I can speak my mind,
I ve been bighting my tougne too many times,
And then that magic man said to obey,
(uh huh)
do what magic man do,
not what magic man say,
Now could I please have the attention of the class,
today s assignment,
KICK SOME ASS!

and if you wanna be the teacher s pet,
well baby you just better forget,
rock got no reason,
rock got no rhyme,
you better get me to school on time.

This is my final exam,
now ya ll know who I am,
I might not be their perfect son,
but ya ll be rockin when I m done
Jack Black