There are no more summer lifeguard jobs There are no more art museums to guard The lab is out of white lab coats, Cause there are no more slides and microscopes But there are still careers in combat, my son There are still careers in combat, my son
When I was a lad I went to Yale, And I knew then that I could never fail For I studied very hard and furthermore, I polished up the apple for the professor (He polished up the apple for the professor) I polished up the apple so frequently, That soon I had a Phi Beta Kappa Key (He soon had a Phi Beta Kappa key, From polishing the apple very frequently)
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There are no more summer lifeguard jobs
There are no more art museums to guard
The lab is out of white lab coats,
Cause there are no more slides and microscopes
But there are still careers in combat, my son
There are still careers in combat, my son
When I was a lad I went to Yale,
And I knew then that I could never fail
For I studied very hard and furthermore,
I polished up the apple for the professor
(He polished up the apple for the professor)
I polished up the apple so frequently,
That soon I had a Phi Beta Kappa Key
(He soon had a Phi Beta Kappa key,
From polishing the apple very frequently)
"Every Time I Listen to a Stranger."
By force of habit, I am an insect
I have to confess I'm proud as hell of that fact