Semester is out The teacher is in There ain't no exams but, oh You better bet you're gonna learn somethin' So get in the van And pay all your dues And stay a while, yeah, stay You're in the spirit school Gimme your tired Gimme your weak Gimme the gangly voice Gimme the girls with the funny feet You'll work on your sticks And you'll play guitar I promise you, I promise We'll go number four We're rubber and you're glue And no matter what you say We're gonna stick it right to you We're rubber and you're glue And no matter what you say We're gonna stick it right to you You won't get expelled And we'll never tell I got a pocket full of secrets And a magic pill We'll keep it movin' But everything's cool So stay a while, yeah, stay You're in the spirit school We're rubber and you're glue And no matter what you say We're gonna stick it right to you We're rubber and you're glue And no matter what you say We're gonna stick it right to you Why well, do you think I sold my soul? Won't see my love for weeks We've miles and miles to go Before we sleep in dreams We're livin' on our dreams Don't fret your pretty head Just 'cause we're lookin' like the walkin' dead We're rubber and you're glue And no matter what you say We're gonna stick it right to you We're rubber and you're glue And no matter what you say We're gonna stick it right to you