*Concept by Martin King
Playin' cool Wanna rule, the Corridors of Art School Come the day I’ve found my way Down the corridors of Art School I fell in love on Open Day Mind-blowing displays The presses took my breath away Bright shiny Enjays The inks are calling. Must obey! Why stand in their way? Yeah, sign me up for my BA Got my tool Gonna roulette Corridors of Art School Rockin' plates this sunny day Down the corridors of Art School Which print elective? Cannot choose Don't know what to do So many presses yet to use Don't know what to choose I’m sorry, can’t come out to play Don't party 'till two Got four assignments due today Outa time and Low on fuel Corridors of Art School Anybody seen my etching tool? Down the corridors of Art School Can’t hit the town (Don’t hit the town) I'm on hard ground (You're on hard ground) Bum up, head down (Bum up, head down) ‘Nother essay Overdue Corridors of Art School Gone and lost my etching tool Down the corridors of Art School Playin' cool Wanna rule, the Corridors of Art School Makin’ waves in the talent pool Down the corridors of Art School Grant McLennan (Go Betweens), Streets of Your Town, 1988
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