School Dropout

He never went to school But he was no fool He was simply playing Mr Cool Eyes closed by cottonwool Cheered on my mates Sealed his present faith There is a time to play A time to go to school His parents told him Make that your number one rule He wholly ignored them How can education be a such golden gem Now he sobs, sobs, sobs Now he robs, robs, robs No qualifications Zero education His mates have moved on to better jobs In many glorious nations Now he sobs, sobs, sobs Now he robs, robs, robs He wishes he was a student He wishes he had the talent He had at one moment There are no more screams and shouts Because he knows what he is all about He is a school dropout Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi