Don't you think that I'm bound to react now
Well, my fingers are definitely turning to black now
Yeah, well maybe I'll put my life on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice
Yeah

My books are sitting at the top of the stack now
The longer words are really breaking my back now
Maybe I'll learn to understand
Drawing a square with a pencil in hand, yeah

Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah
Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah

Mathematically turning the page
Unequivocally showing my age
I'm practically at center stage
Undeniably earning your wage
Well maybe I'll put my love on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah

Listen master, can you answer a question
Is it the fingers, or the brain
that you're teaching A lesson
I can't tell you how proud I am
I'm writing down things that I don't understand
Well, maybe I'll put my love on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice

Yeah,yeah,yeah