Well I'm sorry to bother you But I'm afraid I want your attention You see I've come to realize something That I think I should mention Through no fault of my own I'm in a sticky situation I'm suffering the consequences Of a bad education Think I've read too many books Seen too much T.V Paid too much attention To a bad education Just touch the flesh of the breeze And feel the heat Too bad for me I'm not alone in this mess This state is so established There is no one left to blame Except maybe the law of dissipation Which applied to us Equals a bad education Through no fault of my own I'm in a sticky situation I'm suffering the consequences Of a bad education