FONZARELLI (ARTHUR'S THEME)
SULU
Yo I got an idea -
How’s about we make a band and pick up all the fly gear?
The hipster thing’s in full demand for indie rock so I’ll wear
The skinniest clothes and eyeware that’s horny-rimmed and I’ll tear
a hole in my wallet for my flared pantalones.
Sanctimony's got a hold on fashionistas.
Kinda resigned to be the student,
but don't you want to be the teacher?
J-BOMB
All style no substance, retro glasses on my nose
90 dollar sneakers, three hundred dollars within my clothes
Sitting at my desk, I daydream my whole life away
No plans for the future -cuz there's nothing left to say
Knowing that's not true, Lights blink on and off inside my head
Filaments red hot, it must of been something teacher said.
CHORUS
And if it were cool, I could never get on the bandwagon 'cuz I'm part of the band.
And if there's one thing that I can't figure out
it's how the coolest cats just don't understand who's the man.
Gotta throw your thumbs up.
Step into my office.
Keep your hands up off my leather.
And if you were cool, you would try to be Arthur Fonsarelli
But you're trying in vein, it's a shame.
J-BOMB
What class is this? Yo, where am I?
How did I even get here?
Must've burned braincells away after having 3 beers
Didn't think they worked like that. It could have been the mescaline
But wait I don't do that stuff, yet, now some how -Wow! I'm in.
Merry pranksters, freaks and geeks
Clever slaves all walk in bliss
Must've been the girl in glasses
Go on and sign me up for this?
UN-G
Mow i had a thing for you for really long time
Thoughts of you occupying every thought in my mind
Thinking of ways to get some kind of attention but
all those times you called were just too few to mention
I figured it out clearly it was just the way you seen me
a funny brown monkey and that couldn't be me.
CHORUS
SULU
Listen to the coolest clothes
Wear the music while you pose
Who’s the frontman that you chose
rocking the mic in lederhose.
The cooler the cat, the warmer the kitten.
The less you smile, the more that they’re smitten.
Written in pages of fabulous rags.
Fabulous ladies wear fabulous tags
I’m mad with these fads
But still I’m producing
Music to rock and still we’re refusing
To follow the standard and break up the zone
Try define a style of our own.
UN-G
don't wanna be seen as a second class person
so on this F train I'll always be cursing
out the situation were i remain the outsider
pick me up cherry valance and I'll be your rider
resist the coercing and work reversing
on the mental with credential staying gold thats essential
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