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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Fools”

• Well, I aint about to go to school. And Im sick and tired of golden rules. They say Im crazy, from the wrong side of the tracks. I never see them, but theyre always on my back. Well, Im sick and tired of cleaning room. And its the final bell for pushing broom. Damned if I do, and then Im damned if I dont. Wont someone tell me what it is they all want? It makes me blue! Ooh, I live with fools! Ooh, it makes me blue! Ooh, I live with fools! I just cant take it! My teachers all gave up on me. No matter what they say, I disagree. And when I need something to soothe my soul, I listen to too much rock n roll. Dont want no class reunion. This circus just left town. Why behave in public if youre Livin on a playground? It makes me blue! Ooh, I live with fools! Ooh, it makes me blue! Ooh, I live with fools!

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