Well, we got no choice
All the girls and boys
Makin' all that noise
'Cause they found new toys
Well, we can't salute you, can't find a flag
If that don't suit you, that's a drag
School's out for summer
School's out forever
School's been blown to pieces
No more pencils, no more books
No more teacher's dirty looks, yeah
Well, we got no class
And we got no principals
And we got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes
School's out for summer
School's out forever
My school's been blown to pieces
No more pencils, no more books
No more teacher's dirty looks
Out for summer
Out 'til fall
We might not come back at all
School's out forever
School's out for summer
School's out with fever
School's out completely
Alice Cooper - School's Out Album Lyrics
Alice Cooper - School's Out Lyrics
Writer: Alice Cooper, Michael Bruce
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Luney Tune
I slipped into my jeans lookin' hard and feelin' mean
I took a spit at the moon it's all in this luney tune
Just a little insane a couple of shots I can't feel no pain
Hey where have I been and who are these scary men
Is this all real is this all necessary or it this a joke
Many know I don't regret at all
They locked me up for good pinned me against the wall
I can't find the exit I quit lookin' for doors
I stole a razor from the commissary I just couldn't take it no more
I'm swimmin' in blood like a rat on a sewer floor
No longer insane just part of this crazy dream
I took a spit at the moon it's all in this luney tune
Just a little insane a couple of shots I can't feel no pain
Hey where have I been and who are these scary men
Is this all real is this all necessary or it this a joke
Many know I don't regret at all
They locked me up for good pinned me against the wall
I can't find the exit I quit lookin' for doors
I stole a razor from the commissary I just couldn't take it no more
I'm swimmin' in blood like a rat on a sewer floor
No longer insane just part of this crazy dream
Writer: DENNIS DUNAWAY, ALICE COOPER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Gutter Cat Vs. The Jets
I met an alley cat
Pussyfootin' around
Till the break of dawn
Found me knocked out flat on my head
Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn't get the blood off my hands
She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And, I ain't even in heat for a month
House cat, you really got it made
Sleepin' all night and perfect delight of day
Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn't get the blood off my bed
She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And I ain't even in heat for a month
Some bad cats from fourth street
Come down to our alley
Well, we say that's cool
But just stay away from me and my boys
Eyes clash and claws slash
And green-eyed fur goes flyin'
Midnight, cat fight, neck bite
Die
When you're a jet
You're a jet all the way
From your first cigarette
Till your last dyin' day
When you're a jet
Let 'em do what they can
Little boy, you got friends
You're a family man
The jets are in gear
They're always well respected
You're never alone
When company's expected
You're well protected
Here come the jets
Like a bat out of Hell
Someone gets in our way
Someone don't feel so well
When you're a jet
You stay a jet
Pussyfootin' around
Till the break of dawn
Found me knocked out flat on my head
Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn't get the blood off my hands
She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And, I ain't even in heat for a month
House cat, you really got it made
Sleepin' all night and perfect delight of day
Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn't get the blood off my bed
She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And I ain't even in heat for a month
Some bad cats from fourth street
Come down to our alley
Well, we say that's cool
But just stay away from me and my boys
Eyes clash and claws slash
And green-eyed fur goes flyin'
Midnight, cat fight, neck bite
Die
When you're a jet
You're a jet all the way
From your first cigarette
Till your last dyin' day
When you're a jet
Let 'em do what they can
Little boy, you got friends
You're a family man
The jets are in gear
They're always well respected
You're never alone
When company's expected
You're well protected
Here come the jets
Like a bat out of Hell
Someone gets in our way
Someone don't feel so well
When you're a jet
You stay a jet
Writer: BERNSTEIN, BUXTON, DUNAWAY, SONDHEIM
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Writer: MICHAEL BRUCE, NEAL SMITH, GLEN BUXTON, DENNIS DUNAWAY, ALICE COOPER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Walt Disney Music Company, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Walt Disney Music Company, BMG Rights Management
Blue Turk
I'm lazy you know it I'm ready for the second show
Amazing thing growing just waitin for the juice to flow
But you're so very picturesque you're so very cold
Tastes like roses on your breath but graveyards on your soul
I'm hurting I'm wanting I'm aching for another go
You're squirming wet baby nothing bad comin' very slow
And it's burning holes in me
You're so very picturesque you're so very cold
It tastes like roses on your breath but graveyards on your soul whoa hmm
One spastic explosion two pressure cookers go insane
It makes me act crazy I shiver but I love this game
You're so very ordinary you're so very lame
Tastes like whiskey on your lips and earthworms rule your brain
Amazing thing growing just waitin for the juice to flow
But you're so very picturesque you're so very cold
Tastes like roses on your breath but graveyards on your soul
I'm hurting I'm wanting I'm aching for another go
You're squirming wet baby nothing bad comin' very slow
And it's burning holes in me
You're so very picturesque you're so very cold
It tastes like roses on your breath but graveyards on your soul whoa hmm
One spastic explosion two pressure cookers go insane
It makes me act crazy I shiver but I love this game
You're so very ordinary you're so very lame
Tastes like whiskey on your lips and earthworms rule your brain
Writer: MICHAEL BRUCE, ALICE COOPER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
My Stars
My stars so far no one's callin' me home
Space brain vagabond livin' on my own
Come all ye faithful you know all you people should come to me
I'll make you arms work and I'll make your legs work I'll make you see
Ladada ladada ladada ladada ladada whoa yeah
Well I swear by the air I'll be made to breathe
You'll pay very dear for this banishing deed
The power alone stored in my little hand
Could melt the Eiffel tower turn the sphinx into sand oh whoa oh oh
Oh no thar she blows spreadin' crazy news
All night cannonball loves to light the fuse
And everyone blows up and nobody grows up to fill dad's shoes
But that doesn't matter 'cause no little boys really wanted to
Ladada ladada ladada ladada ladada aah whoa whoa whoa whoa
I stared at the squall line I stared at the fault line
I see a funnel black there I think I see a crack there
Landscapes alive and it's movin' my feet
All I need is a holocaust to make my day complete oh oh oh ooh
Klaatu barada nikto klaatu barada nikto
Space brain vagabond livin' on my own
Come all ye faithful you know all you people should come to me
I'll make you arms work and I'll make your legs work I'll make you see
Ladada ladada ladada ladada ladada whoa yeah
Well I swear by the air I'll be made to breathe
You'll pay very dear for this banishing deed
The power alone stored in my little hand
Could melt the Eiffel tower turn the sphinx into sand oh whoa oh oh
Oh no thar she blows spreadin' crazy news
All night cannonball loves to light the fuse
And everyone blows up and nobody grows up to fill dad's shoes
But that doesn't matter 'cause no little boys really wanted to
Ladada ladada ladada ladada ladada aah whoa whoa whoa whoa
I stared at the squall line I stared at the fault line
I see a funnel black there I think I see a crack there
Landscapes alive and it's movin' my feet
All I need is a holocaust to make my day complete oh oh oh ooh
Klaatu barada nikto klaatu barada nikto
Writer: ALICE COOPER, BOB EZRIN
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Public Animal #9
Hey hey hey yeah hey hey hey
Me and G.B. we ain't never gonna confess we cheated at the math test
We carved some dirty words in our desk well now it's time for recess
Old man waitin' by the monkey bars tradin' all his ball cards
And they promised him a gold star and they told him he could go far
Hey Mr. Bluelegs where are you takin' me
I'm like a lifer in the state penitentiary
If I keep my nose clean I won't get my eyes shined
But I'm proud to be public animal number nine
License plates are are runnin' out of my ears
I'd give a month of cigarettes for just a couple of lousy beers
Or even a bottle of real cheap wine
But that's the price you pay to be
Public animal number nine number nine oh
Hey Mrs. Cranston where are you takin' me
I feel like a lifer In the state penitentiary
She wanted an Einstein but she got a Frankenstein
Yeah I'm proud to be oh public animal number nine
Oh public animal number nine public animal number nine
Public animal number nine nine
Public animal number nine number nine number nine
Public animal public animal number nine nine
Public animal number nine public animal number nine
Me and G.B. we ain't never gonna confess we cheated at the math test
We carved some dirty words in our desk well now it's time for recess
Old man waitin' by the monkey bars tradin' all his ball cards
And they promised him a gold star and they told him he could go far
Hey Mr. Bluelegs where are you takin' me
I'm like a lifer in the state penitentiary
If I keep my nose clean I won't get my eyes shined
But I'm proud to be public animal number nine
License plates are are runnin' out of my ears
I'd give a month of cigarettes for just a couple of lousy beers
Or even a bottle of real cheap wine
But that's the price you pay to be
Public animal number nine number nine oh
Hey Mrs. Cranston where are you takin' me
I feel like a lifer In the state penitentiary
She wanted an Einstein but she got a Frankenstein
Yeah I'm proud to be oh public animal number nine
Oh public animal number nine public animal number nine
Public animal number nine nine
Public animal number nine number nine number nine
Public animal public animal number nine nine
Public animal number nine public animal number nine
Writer: MICHAEL BRUCE, ALICE COOPER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Alma Mater
Rain is falling down my cheek searching for the sea
Tomorrow like the rain I'll be back home again
I watch the bus as it pulls out of view
Someday like that bus I will be leavin' too
But you know it breaks my heart to leave you camelback my high school
And now alone cryin' in my beer
'cause old friends said goodbye I guess I'll be leavin' too
But you know it breaks my heart to leave you Cortez I'll miss you
Yes I will yes I will you know I will
Yes I will yes I will you know I will
Well so long so long everybody everybody I hope that I would see you again again
Goodbye goodbye everybody everybody I finally grew up they finally let me out of school
Hey remember the time remember the time
We took that snake and we we put it down little Betsy's dress
Now I don't think Miss Axelrod was much impressed
Now I don't think Miss Axelrod was much impressed
Well I don't think Miss Axelrod was much impressed
Oh goodbye goodbye everybody everybody I hope that I would see you again again
So long so long everybody everybody
How do you like that they finally let me out of school
Goodbye goodbye ah I wanna get out of here
They let me out of school how 'bout that uh
Goodbye hey goodbye guys
Maybe I'll see maybe I'll see you around some time uh
Ay don't make a stranger of yourself uh remember the Coop uh
May I ho I hope you don't forget me or nothin' goodbye
Tomorrow like the rain I'll be back home again
I watch the bus as it pulls out of view
Someday like that bus I will be leavin' too
But you know it breaks my heart to leave you camelback my high school
And now alone cryin' in my beer
'cause old friends said goodbye I guess I'll be leavin' too
But you know it breaks my heart to leave you Cortez I'll miss you
Yes I will yes I will you know I will
Yes I will yes I will you know I will
Well so long so long everybody everybody I hope that I would see you again again
Goodbye goodbye everybody everybody I finally grew up they finally let me out of school
Hey remember the time remember the time
We took that snake and we we put it down little Betsy's dress
Now I don't think Miss Axelrod was much impressed
Now I don't think Miss Axelrod was much impressed
Well I don't think Miss Axelrod was much impressed
Oh goodbye goodbye everybody everybody I hope that I would see you again again
So long so long everybody everybody
How do you like that they finally let me out of school
Goodbye goodbye ah I wanna get out of here
They let me out of school how 'bout that uh
Goodbye hey goodbye guys
Maybe I'll see maybe I'll see you around some time uh
Ay don't make a stranger of yourself uh remember the Coop uh
May I ho I hope you don't forget me or nothin' goodbye
Writer: NEAL SMITH
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Writer: MICHAEL BRUCE, NEAL SMITH, GLEN BUXTON, DENNIS DUNAWAY, BOB EZRIN, ALICE COOPER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
School's Out is the fifth studio album by American rock band Alice Cooper, released in June 1972. Following on from the success of Killer, School's Out reached No. 2 on the US Billboard 200 chart and No. 1 on the Canadian RPM 100 Top Albums chart, holding the top position for four weeks.
The single "School's Out" reached No. 7 on the Billboard Hot 100, No. 3 on the Canadian RPM Top Singles Chart and went to No. 1 in the UK Singles Chart.
Performed By:
Alice CooperThe single "School's Out" reached No. 7 on the Billboard Hot 100, No. 3 on the Canadian RPM Top Singles Chart and went to No. 1 in the UK Singles Chart.
Genre(s): Hard rock, glam rock
Producer(s): Bob Ezrin
Length: 36:56
Released: June 30th, 1972
Year: 1972