Hà Nguyễn - Business School

This is the business school
Sit down and watch the dreams die out
Try your best not to be a fool
Don't talk to strangers or you'll fall in love!
This is the business school
Sit down and watch the dreams die out
Even if you're not alone
Even if you're not alone

Professor's late to class again
I don't wanna understand
Father figure seeking in vain
That boy's gonna have some drinks tonight
He's definitely gonna drive
Nobody cares if he drinks beer or wine
This is the business school
This is the business school

Hands up for the bodies of our broken dreams!
Ain't your business, bitch! Our generation's doomed
Champagne for this weekend soaked under our sreams
So let's fuck it up until the cresent moon

This is the business school
We can't care either less or more
Knocking on heaven's door
Economical crisis
And well, still yet I found myself bargaining for the dreams that I picked up and put down years ago
Still, there's the stagnant flow
Standing still like my dead dreams
Everyone deserves a dream
But darling, it costs quite a lot
And yet the business school
I'm dreaming just of getting out

Hands up for the bodies of our broken dreams!
Ain't your business, bitch! Our generation's doomed
Champagne for this weekend soaked under our sreams
So let's fuck it up until the cresent moon
Hands up for the bodies of our broken dreams!
Ain't your business, bitch! Our generation's doomed
Champagne for this weekend soaked under our sreams
So let's fuck it up until the cresent moon

I met that guy I love
He's from Internation Relations
We have no correlation
Guess I should stop dreaming 'bout him now
This is that business school
I'm dreaming just of getting out

On the thoroughfare, we share a 3-room apartment with the kitchen
I bake the morning bread as the workers from the factory drive by
Guess I'm gonna say hi, for a while
Don't talk to strangers or you'll fall in love
This is the business school, this is the business school

Handling this liquor alone
Jesus didn't come, though he was invited
I guess he'd never come
Still I'm in that room alone

(Get out!)

Hands up for the bodies of our broken dreams!
Ain't your business, bitch! Our generation's doomed
Champagne for this weekend soaked under our sreams
So let's fuck it up until the cresent moon
Hands up for the bodies of our broken dreams!
Ain't your business, bitch! Our generation's doomed
Champagne for this weekend soaked under our sreams
So let's fuck it up until the cresent moon

Written by:
Ha Nguyen Nguyen

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