Teachers` Argument Songtext / Lyric

Artist are special, celestial fools
Blessed with a talent for breaking the rules
Unfit for confinement in cubical schools
Artists are special
Artists are people, not primitive fools
They learn what to do before breaking the rules
They know that the brain is the finest of tools
Artists are people
Whether in theater or music or dance
They have to be given the chance
Fly by the seat of their pants!
To develop their minds
And be nurtured like plants
Artists are part of the same human race
As everyone else in this same bloody lpace
You learn to survive or you fall on your face
Artists or not! Artists or not!
I`ve seen them come and go for all these years
Kids with not talent for anything more than carrying spears
Another year, another shipment
Lacking the drive or the style or the basic equipment
This one is different, i tell you, this one can dance
This one is special, i tell you, give him a chance!

What did they tell me when i was a girl? Learn!
Day after day when i was a girl? Learn!
The land of dreams waits over the meadow
If you can find your way out of the ghetto
Learn! Learn!
Put your faith in books, that will protect you
Put your faith in books and a mind of your own
Neither charm nor looks will make them respect you
You must learn to stand, you must learn to stand alone!
This one is different, put your faith in books
This one can dance, put your faith in books
Artists are special, artists are people
This one must have the chance!
This one must have the chance!