D A G I think I'm going back to school Cause I'm tired of being a fool And I'm tired of playing it cool I think I'm going back to school I never understood the weather man I never understood the moon Why don't you pour me out a glass of wine D A E G Why don't you pour me out D A G In the days before America In the days before priests In the days before Rolling Stones In the days before speech Everybody hates the President Everybody loves the Queen Break the planes and close the planet down D A E G Why don't you break with me D A G x 5 D A E G D D A G I think I'm going out of style I think I've known it for a while I think I've known it with a smile D A E I think I'm going home