Andrew Lloyd Webber — School of Rock: The Musical - Medley

Baby, we were Making straight A's But we were stuck In the dumb days Don't take much time To memorize your lies I feel like I have been hypnotized When the world has screwed you And crushed you in its fist When the way you're treated Has got you good and pissed There's been one solution Since the world began Don't just sit and take it Stick it to the man And if you wanna be the teacher's pet Well, baby, you just better forget it Rock got no reason, rock got no rhyme You better get me to school on time Parents overwork ya? Stick it to the man Hate the way they jerk ya? Stick it to the man Tired of the system? Stick it to the man Rise up and resist them Stick it to the man Oh, you know I was on the Honor Roll Got good grades, and got no soul Raise my hand before I can speak my mind I've been biting my tongue too many times When I climb to the top of Mount Rock And I’m perched at the uppermost peak With a legion of groupies all duking it out For my chiseled rock god physique And if you wanna be the teacher's pet Well, baby, you just better forget it Rock got no reason, rock got no rhyme You better get me to school on time Parents overwork ya? Stick it to the man Hate the way they jerk ya? Stick it to the man Tired of the system? Stick it to the man Rise up and resist them Stick it to the man