Foremen (The)
California Couldn't Pay Our Education
Our blood runs blue, we're loyal men and trueThe hope of a new generationBut we don't speak too well, we can't read or add or spellCalifornia couldn't pay our education Our rooms each fall were crowded wall to wallResplendent in squalid privationAnd our texts were first-rate back in 1958California couldn't pay our education And three years on, when they noticed we were goneThey showered us with considerationAnd they transferred our files to the hall of juvenilesCalifornia couldn't pay our education Now we've got great jobs; I stock the salad bar at Bob'sAnd I polish knobs at Union StationAnd I practice law... la la la la la la laCalifornia couldn't pay our education The proprietor of our local liquor storeRefused our request for a donationBut we changed his mind with a crowbar from behindCalifornia couldn't pay our education They locked us away for three years and a dayCompleting our alienationBut we learned from those men how to not get caught againCalifornia finally paid our education
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