Allan Sherman - The Drop-Outs March lyrics

No more pencils, no more books No more teachers dirty looks Dropouts, dropouts, yeah team On dropouts down the field Ain't we the national shame Cheer for our fun-loving breed Who can't hardly read Or write our name March dropouts, backward march Ain't we a tragedy Leave us unite and fight, fight, fight For good old stupidity Duh Duh Drop dropouts out of school Proud of the will to fail You won't find us in the school halls Look in the pool halls or in jail Long may our colors wave Sons of the black and blue Light-hearted chaps who steal hubcaps We've got nothing else to do Ignoramus there you are Sitting in your hopped-up car And your brains ain't up to par And your ears stick out too far Go dropouts, go and buy One comic book or two You need some rest and enjoyment Your unemployment check is due Soon dropouts very soon You'll wear a different hat Soon you will be in the Army Just try dropping out of that