Speak to me in succinct song lyrics

But I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here

Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

I think of all the education that I missed.
But then my homework was never quite like this.
Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad,
I’m hot for teacher.
I got it bad, so bad,
I’m hot for teacher

Hey! Teacher! Leave those kids alone!

Then the teacher told me
it had been a lot of fun.
Thanked me for his ticket
and all that I had done.

If you wanted the moon
I would try to make a start
But I, would rather you let me give my heart
To Sir, with love

Teach your parents well, their children’s hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams, the one they fix,the one you’ll know by.

Dream on, dream on, dream on,
Dream until your dream come true

So true, funny how it seems
Always in time, but never in line for dreams
Head over heels when toe to toe
This is the sound of my soul

What good is sitting all alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum

Life’s like a mayonnaise soda
And life’s like space without room
And life’s like bacon and ice cream
That’s what life’s like without you

I keep your picture
Upon the wall
It hides a nasty stain that’s lying there
So don’t you ask me
To give it back
I know you know it doesn’t mean that much to me

Counting flowers on the wall, that don’t bother me at all.
Playing Solitaire till dawn, with a deck of fifty-one.
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.
Now don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do.

Flowers in her hair
Flowers everywhere

Why do you build me up (build me up) Buttercup, baby
Just to let me down (let me down) and mess me around

Ah, mess around
They’re doin’ the mess around
They’re doin’ the mess around
Everybody’s doin’ the mess around

The kids in Bristol are sharp as a pistol
When they do the Bristol Stomp
Really somethin’ when the joint is jumpin’
When they do the Bristol Stomp

The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin’ jive
Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side
Hep hep
Hep hep

Jump in, you want to taste my kisses
In the night then
Jump, jump for my love

Five little monkeys,
Jumping on the bed.
One fell off,
And bumped his head