Ever since the stork came We've heard of scholarly pride And pa**ionate drive Every since the stork came We've held the flag at highest highs Looked at by dishonest eyes And now that we're vacant, with a badge on our chest We preach of good ethics and the grade A - what success Our shells are painted gold And our minds are rendered full Though we have not a thought of well-being Or what is desperately the truth Ever since the stork came We've known to work hard all along Then happiness comes Ever since the stork came No one's seen the ways we are blind To the walls built inside And now that we're vacant, with a badge on our chest We preach of good ethics and the grade A - what success Our shells are painted gold And our minds are rendered full Though we have not a thought of well-being Or what is desperately the truth Far away someplace where the streets lead to both fear and love It's okay to fail and fall, there's no formula to uphold Laws of the unruly and standards of the seemingly wise Dissolve beneath a stereotype's demise Our shells are painted gold And our minds are rendered full Though we have not a thought of well-being Or what is desperately the truth