Semester is out
The teacher is in
There ain't no exams but, oh
You better bet you're gonna learn somethin'
So get in the van
And pay all your dues
And stay a while, yeah, stay
You're in the spirit school
Gimme your tired
Gimme your weak
Gimme the gangly voice
Gimme the girls with the funny feet
You'll work on your sticks
And you'll play guitar
I promise you, I promise
We'll go number four
We're rubber and you're glue
And no matter what you say
We're gonna stick it right to you
We're rubber and you're glue
And no matter what you say
We're gonna stick it right to you
You won't get expelled
And we'll never tell
I got a pocket full of secrets
And a magic pill
We'll keep it movin'
But everything's cool
So stay a while, yeah, stay
You're in the spirit school
We're rubber and you're glue
And no matter what you say
We're gonna stick it right to you
We're rubber and you're glue
And no matter what you say
We're gonna stick it right to you
Why well, do you think I sold my soul?
Won't see my love for weeks
We've miles and miles to go
Before we sleep in dreams
We're livin' on our dreams
Don't fret your pretty head
Just 'cause we're lookin' like the walkin' dead
We're rubber and you're glue
And no matter what you say
We're gonna stick it right to you
We're rubber and you're glue
And no matter what you say
We're gonna stick it right to you

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