Teacher
I got answers
I got that right and wrong
I know what you should've said last night
When you been hitting that bong
I'll pull you to the right
And then I'll push you to the left
I'll push you back to where you came from
Questioning yourself
You'll burn at the stake if you make a mistake
You'll become the bait talking love trumping hate
Don't you know you are the problem
Don't you be that guy
Don't you post that don't you say that
Don't you question why
Don't you think past don't you think that
Don't you wanna die
I'll be your teacher
I'll be your teacher teacher teacher
I'll be your preacher
I want you on your knees yeah yeah yeah
I wanna reach ya
I wanna be your teacher
Oh let me be your let me be your
Let me be your teacher teacher
All right now y'all
We're gonna learn a little something
Don't go 'round telling everybody
What you think right off the top
Matter fact don't think that thought
Matter fact don't think at all
Don't think the words you speak
Will make things right or wrong
You can't make things right wrong
Better that you think about the itty bitty things
That don't make anybody better at all no
No you can't do that
No you can't move that
Don't be the fool that
Thinks he can pull that off
Move real quiet real slow
Now move real quiet real slow
Yeah maybe you can be invisible
You're safe if you're invisible
No nation indivisible
Living loud is way too difficult
So maybe you should be invisible
You're safe if you're invisible
I'll be your teacher
I'll be your teacher teacher teacher
I'll be your preacher
I want you on your knees yeah yeah yeah
I wanna reach ya
I wanna be your teacher
Oh let me be your let me be your
Let me be your teacher teacher
I'll be your teacher
I'll be your teacher teacher teacher
I'll be your preacher
I want you on your knees yeah yeah yeah
I wanna reach ya
I wanna be your teacher
Oh let me be your let me be your
Let me be your teacher teacher
Move real quiet real slow
(Let me be your let me be your let me be your)
Yeah maybe you can be invisible
(Let me be your let me be your let me be your)
Move real quiet real slow
Now move real quiet real slow
Yeah maybe you can be invisible
Maybe you can be invisible
If we are all teachers
There will be no students
If the world's a classroom
Why are we so foolish
We live in detention
Where Christians grade Buddhists
We give out report cards
And flunk as we do it
I'll be your teacher
I'll be your teacher teacher teacher
I'll be your preacher
I want you on your knees yeah yeah yeah
I wanna reach ya
I wanna be your teacher
Oh let me be your let me be your
Let me be your teacher teacher
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(Get down on your knees)
(And I will be your preacher preacher preacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(Get down on your knees)
(And I will be your preacher preacher preacher)
I got the answers
I know it all
I am the cancer
I got the answers
I know it all
I am the cancer
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(Get down on your knees)
(And I will be your preacher preacher preacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(Get down on your knees)
(And I will be your preacher preacher preacher)
I got that right and wrong
I know what you should've said last night
When you been hitting that bong
I'll pull you to the right
And then I'll push you to the left
I'll push you back to where you came from
Questioning yourself
You'll burn at the stake if you make a mistake
You'll become the bait talking love trumping hate
Don't you know you are the problem
Don't you be that guy
Don't you post that don't you say that
Don't you question why
Don't you think past don't you think that
Don't you wanna die
I'll be your teacher
I'll be your teacher teacher teacher
I'll be your preacher
I want you on your knees yeah yeah yeah
I wanna reach ya
I wanna be your teacher
Oh let me be your let me be your
Let me be your teacher teacher
All right now y'all
We're gonna learn a little something
Don't go 'round telling everybody
What you think right off the top
Matter fact don't think that thought
Matter fact don't think at all
Don't think the words you speak
Will make things right or wrong
You can't make things right wrong
Better that you think about the itty bitty things
That don't make anybody better at all no
No you can't do that
No you can't move that
Don't be the fool that
Thinks he can pull that off
Move real quiet real slow
Now move real quiet real slow
Yeah maybe you can be invisible
You're safe if you're invisible
No nation indivisible
Living loud is way too difficult
So maybe you should be invisible
You're safe if you're invisible
I'll be your teacher
I'll be your teacher teacher teacher
I'll be your preacher
I want you on your knees yeah yeah yeah
I wanna reach ya
I wanna be your teacher
Oh let me be your let me be your
Let me be your teacher teacher
I'll be your teacher
I'll be your teacher teacher teacher
I'll be your preacher
I want you on your knees yeah yeah yeah
I wanna reach ya
I wanna be your teacher
Oh let me be your let me be your
Let me be your teacher teacher
Move real quiet real slow
(Let me be your let me be your let me be your)
Yeah maybe you can be invisible
(Let me be your let me be your let me be your)
Move real quiet real slow
Now move real quiet real slow
Yeah maybe you can be invisible
Maybe you can be invisible
If we are all teachers
There will be no students
If the world's a classroom
Why are we so foolish
We live in detention
Where Christians grade Buddhists
We give out report cards
And flunk as we do it
I'll be your teacher
I'll be your teacher teacher teacher
I'll be your preacher
I want you on your knees yeah yeah yeah
I wanna reach ya
I wanna be your teacher
Oh let me be your let me be your
Let me be your teacher teacher
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(Get down on your knees)
(And I will be your preacher preacher preacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(Get down on your knees)
(And I will be your preacher preacher preacher)
I got the answers
I know it all
I am the cancer
I got the answers
I know it all
I am the cancer
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(Get down on your knees)
(And I will be your preacher preacher preacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(I will be your teacher teacher)
(Get down on your knees)
(And I will be your preacher preacher preacher)
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Writer(s): Suzannah Elizabeth Powell, Joseph Noel Shirley
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