Teachers - Jay-Jay Johanson

All my teachers,

Much greater than preachers

All my teachers,

Much better than their features

I grew up in a rock block

Wearing leather gear and zipper clock

We kissed the girls and ran away

Oh what a shame

We were living on beat street

When I started moving my feet

To Flash and Zapp I joined the gang

The kids they sang

All my teachers,

Much greater than preachers

All my teachers,

Much better than their features

I remember when the pop died

Didn’t like it on the country side

All the precious time I waste

We changed the taste

Moving on to a french house

In the suburb of a funky town

We worked and danced the night away

The dj played

All my teachers,

Much greater than preachers

All my teachers,

Much better than their features

All my teachers,

Much greater than preachers

All my teachers,

Much better than their features

This situation,

The state I’m in This education,

Can never win

From technology to art school

I developped my pop soul

With all my electronic friends

That never ends

All my teachers,

Much greater than preachers

All my teachers,

Much better than their features

All my teachers,

Much greater than preachers

All my teachers,

Much better than their features

All my teachers,

Much greater than preachers

All my teachers,

Much better than their features