We're walking past the windows.
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Trying to disrupt the classes
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Where you're learning nothing.
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In a gang of five or more.
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They'll discredit us and defile our names
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But we know the truth.
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I've got a noose around my neck.
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I've got a fever.
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I've got the stuff I think you'd want.
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I've got a noose around my neck.
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And I've heard the news,
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I've heard the news.
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Now we're walking through the campus.
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This is the place where minds are turned into robotics.
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In our gang of five or more.
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They teach us what to think but not to think on our own.
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Taking this back to cellophane court.
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I can't see what I've learned but know that I've changed.
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My friends they all laugh but what do they know.
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The world is unfair, it's set up all the way.
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The self made brain is what we want.
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Nail what I've learned to the front of my door.
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Manufacturing thoughts and selling them too.
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The gang of five is not infinite yet.
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We may grow up and get lost in it all.
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They Don't Understand Us At The Academy
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| Piebald |
