A Course With No Aim

(To the tune of “A Horse With No Name”) / Recording by Austin Rawlings

On the first day of the quarter
I was reading the syllabus
It had stuff to learn and things to do
There were tests and quizzes too

The first thing I saw was a quick overhead
A bad . . trans-parency
The prof was dry and his talk was terse
Many students were absentee

I’ve spent all the quarter in a course with no aim
It’s ridiculous I proclaim
The professor cannot remember my name
And it seems that I just disappeared from his brain
La la la la la, land la la land, la la
La la la la la, land la la land, la la

In the third week, I confirmed my doubt
A pain began in my head
By the fourth week, I had tuned him out
I could not get a thing he said
In the lecture he railed, like he was impaled
Made me want to go back to bed

And so I’ve spent all quarter in a course with no aim
It’s ridiculous I proclaim
The professor cannot remember my name
And it seems that I just disappeared from his brain
La la la la la la, land la la land, la la
La la la la la la, land la la land, la la

Instrumental

In the last week, I let my mind run free
Cuz of what I had come to see
All the info that’s there inside my brain
Is a challenge to be sustained
Knowledge as a fruit from a seed can arise
So I always need to protect
It is a pity if it’s not fertilized
So it’s not something one should neglect

And so I’ll prep for the final with a brand new campaign
Cuz I am changing my old refrain
I don’t care . . . he can’t remember my name
All I care about’s what I do with my brain

La, la, la la la la, la la, la la, la la
La, la, la la la la, la la la la la, la la
(Repeat and fade)

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