Bob Blue

I came with all my books, lived in dorms, followed directions.

I worked, I studied hard, met lots of folks who had connections.

I crammed, they gave me grades, and may I say not in a fair way.

But more, much more than this, I did it their way.


I learned all sorts of things, although I know I'll never use them.

The courses that I took were all required, I didn't choose them.

You'll find that to survive it's best to act the doctrinaire way.

And so I buckled down and did it their way.


Yes, there were times I wondered why

I had to crawl when I could fly.

I had my doubts, but after all,

I clipped my wings, and learned to crawl.

I had to bend, and in the end

I did it their way.


And so, my fine young friends, now that I'm a full professor

Where once I was oppressed, now I've become the cruel oppressor.

With me you'll learn to cope, you'll learn to climb life's golden stairway.


What can I do?  What can I do?

Open your books.  Read chapter two.

And if it seems a bit routine,

Don't come to me, go see the dean.

As long as they give me my pay

I'll do it their way.


Doctrinaire:  Stubbornly devoted to some particular doctrine or theory without regard to practical considerations: dogmatic (Webster’s).