Sentimental Education
I'm not up to your test
I've never read a novel half as hard to follow
As whatever's written here on your face
My mind's inflexible but my body's amenable
So why don't we just cut to the chase?
Imperatives are relative
I'm not up to your test
If you thought I had a chance
You've got to let me know
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know
Nobody said I had to go it alone
I got my sentimental education over the phone
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know, whoa-oh
Now, there's no shame in apostasy
As long as you can tell me what you used to believe
I'll bet your friends on the continent
Have probably forgotten more philosophy than I'll ever read
Imperatives are relative
I'm not up to your test
If you thought I had a chance
You've got to let me know
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know
Nobody said I had to go it alone
I got my sentimental education over the phone
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know, whoa-oh
Imperatives are relative
I'm not up to your test
If you thought I had a chance
You've got to let me know
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know
Nobody said I had to go it alone
I got my sentimental education over the phone
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know, whoa-oh
I've never read a novel half as hard to follow
As whatever's written here on your face
My mind's inflexible but my body's amenable
So why don't we just cut to the chase?
Imperatives are relative
I'm not up to your test
If you thought I had a chance
You've got to let me know
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know
Nobody said I had to go it alone
I got my sentimental education over the phone
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know, whoa-oh
Now, there's no shame in apostasy
As long as you can tell me what you used to believe
I'll bet your friends on the continent
Have probably forgotten more philosophy than I'll ever read
Imperatives are relative
I'm not up to your test
If you thought I had a chance
You've got to let me know
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know
Nobody said I had to go it alone
I got my sentimental education over the phone
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know, whoa-oh
Imperatives are relative
I'm not up to your test
If you thought I had a chance
You've got to let me know
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know
Nobody said I had to go it alone
I got my sentimental education over the phone
It's hard enough to guess
What you've got up in your head
You've got to let me know, whoa-oh
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Murray, Christopher Ian Cain
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