Rupert Holmes - The Old School lyrics

The board of education and the
Leaders of this town
Have determined that the time has come
To tear my old school down
Ginger, stand beside me as they
Lay into the walls
Toppling down like building blocks
The homerooms and the halls
In a mushroom cloud of chalk dust
With a scream of brick and slate
It is gone within an instant on
A man made whim of fate

And I belong i belong
I belong i belong to the old school
Ain't no fool like a young fool
I belong to the old school
So we stumble through the
Wreckage of our past
And console ourselves by saying
"Nothing good can ever last"
People tear down old schools 'cause they
Know how much they've missed
Cloth bound books and longing looks and
Girls who've not been kissed
And if there is any purpose to
My life and to this rhyme
It's to keep alive the old school
For a brief but blessed time

'Cause, I belong i belong
I belong i belong to the old school
Ain't no fool like a young fool
I belong to the old school