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Your story's sad to tell, collegiate ne'er-do-well,
Most lovey-dovey hippie in the state!
Your future's so unclear now.
What's left of your career now?
Even naked, you can't seem to get a date...
Berkeley School Dropout.
No graduation date for you.
Not that it matters:
Not much that degree could really do!
As a mascot your poor teddy bear
is sadly overrated.
And furthermore, your band appears severely constipated!
Better get movin' - why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What're you provin'?
You've got the dream but not the drive.
Maybe if you're lucky, you can work for us someday.
Turn in your tie-dyed shirts and go back to highschool!
Berkeley School Dropout:
Getting dressed is such a chore.
Berkeley School Dropout:
It's about time you knew the score.
Oh you thought you'd be a millionare, drinking a martini.
But no matter how they dress you up, you're really just a weenie.
Baby, don't sweat it - you're not cut out to win the game.
Better forget it; Stanford will put the bear to shame!
Now your bags are packed; you're headed back to live at home with Mom.
Turn in your blue and gold and go back to high school!