Chuck Berry School Days Lyrics:
Up in the mornin' and out to school.
The teacher is teachin' the Golden Rule.
American hist'ry and practical math,
You study 'em hard and hopin' to pass.
Workin' your fingers right down to the bone,
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone.

Ring, ring goes the bell.
The cook in the lunchroom's ready to sell.
You're lucky if you can find a seat.
You're fortunate if you have time to eat.
Back in the classroom open you books.
Gee, but the teacher don't know how mean she looks.

Soon as three o'clock rolls around,
You finally lay your burden down.
Close up your books, get out o' your seat,
Down the halls and into the street.
Up to the corner and 'round the bend,
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Right to the juke joint you go in.

Drop the coin right into the slot.
You gotta hear somethin' that's really hot.
With the one you love, you're makin' romance.
All day long you been wantin' to dance.
Feelin' the music from head to toe,
'Round and 'round and 'round you go.

[Instrumental break.]

Drop the coin right into the slot.
You gotta hear somethin' that's really hot.
With the one you love, you're makin' romance.
All day long you been wantin' to dance.
Feelin' the music from head to toe,
'Round and 'round and 'round you go.

Hail, hail Rock an' Roll.
Deliver me from the days of ol'.
Long live Rock an' Roll.
The beat of the drum is loud and bold.
Rock, rock, Rock an' Roll.
The feelin' is there body and soul.
Lyrics: School Days, Chuck Berry [end]