Move a hundred miles away
To be the next new thing
Independent for the first time
And so are all my friends
Department teachers stand around
Watch us crowding the floors
I'm hanging on their every word
My money's paid for
Mr Walters said in right in 1979
"teachers leave them kids alone"
Whispers in the corridors, and all through the halls
You can't escape the institute of noise
And we're running around with our head in the clouds
Everyone knows it
And we're trying to figure out if it's fake or the real-world
Everyone knows it
Read a book, write a song in the Truman Show
Everyone knows it but you
Welcome to the school of noise
The academics need a tick list
To grade all our songs
But artistic license means
You can't be right or wrong
A bunch of theories thrown in with
Some rules we should learn
I never felt so lifeless then
So I broke all the rules
Mr Walters said in right in 1979
"teachers leave them kids alone"
Whispers in the corridors, and all through the halls
You can't escape the institute of noise
And we're running around with our head in the clouds
Everyone knows it
And we're trying to figure out if it's fake or the real-world
Everyone knows it
Read a book, write a song in the Truman Show
Everyone knows it
They say we're wrong when they don't know the answers
Everyone knows it
So we keep running around with our heads in the clouds
Everyone knows it but you
Welcome to the school of noise |