Halls of Ivy

Say to me that I’m out of line
I feel like another dollar sign
Spending all my time confined in your goldmine.
I was told it would make me bright
To be chained in the fluorescent light
With a textbook bonded to my eyes.
Halls of ivy
Will always suck your soul
Halls of ivy
Will always suck your soul
Weight on my back, I’m on my knees
Heart attack at twenty three
Would you trade your life for that degree?
Halls of ivy
Will always suck your soul
Halls of ivy
Will always suck your soul
I’ve been told I should stay there longer
I’ve been told there is more to conquer
I’ve been told that I’m none the wiser
I’ve been told I should have done it faster.