| C | F | C | F | |
| In a deep dark | jungle | long time a | go |
| C | F | |
| Lived a lonesome | caveman |
| Dm | Gm | Em | |
| He was a solitary | soul |
| C | F | |
| And he spent his | playtime |
| C | F | |
| Chewing meat from | bones. |
| C | F | |
| He didn't know how to | talk much |
| C | F | |
| He only knew how to | groan |
| Bb | F | |
| Then he | lifted up his hands and | reached to the sky |
| C | Gm | |
| Let out a yell and | no one replied. |
| Bb | F | |
| F | rustration and torment | tore him inside |
| C | Gm | C | Gm | |
| Then he | fell to the gro | und and he cr | ied and he cr | ied. |
| D | C | |
| But then | education | saved the day. |
| Am | G | |
| He learned to speak and | communicate |
| D | C | |
| Education | saved the day. |
| Am | G | |
| He thanked God for the | friends he made. |
| C | F | |
| 'Cos everybody needs an | education |
| C | F | |
| Everybody needs an | education. |
| Dm | Gm | Em | |
| Black skin, red skin, | yellow or | white, |
| C | F | |
| Everybody needs to | read and write |
| C | F | |
| Everybody needs an | education. |
| Bb F C Gm *2 |
| Bb | F | |
| Thank the day when that | primitive man |
| C | Gm | |
| Learned to | talk with his brothers And | live off the land. |
| Bb | F | |
| He left his cave and he | moved far away |
| C | Gm | |
| And he | lived with his friends in a house | that they'd made |
| Bb | F | |
| He | learned to think and to | work with his brain |
| C | Gm | |
| And he | astounded his friends with all the | knowledge he gained |
| Bb | F | |
| He | wrote it down on a | rock that he found |
| C | Gm | C | Gm | |
| And he | showed all his | friends and they | passed it | around |
| D | C | |
| And then | education | came that day. |
| Am | G | |
| The day it came was a | sacred day. |
| D | C | |
| Education | came that day |
| Am | G | |
| He thanked God for the | friends he'd made. |
| C | G | C | G | C | G | C | G |
| C | G | |
| Well | man built a boat and he | learned how to sail |
| C | G | |
| And he | travelled far and | wide |
| C | G | |
| Then he | looked up above saw the | stars in the sky |
| A | C | |
| So he learned how to | fly. |
| C | G | |
| Thanks to all the mathematici | ans |
| C | G | |
| And the in | ventors with their high I. | Q.s |
| C | |
| And the pro | fessors in their colleges |
| G | |
| Trying to feed me knowledge |
| A | C | |
| That I know I'll never | use. |
| Bb | F | |
| Thank you sir for the | millions of words |
| C | Gm | |
| That you've | handed me down and you've | told me to learn |
| Bb | F | |
| But I've got words in | my ears and my eyes |
| C | Gm | C | Gm | |
| I've | got so many | facts that | I must memo | rize |
| D | C | |
| Because | education's | doing me in |
| Am | G | |
| I want to stop but my | head's in a swim |
| D | C | |
| Education | drives me insane |
| Am | G | |
| I can't recall all the | facts on my brain. |
| D | C | |
| Education | came that day |
| Am | G | |
| The day it came was a | sacred day |
| D | C | |
| Education | saved the day |
| Am | G | |
| He thanked God for | all the friends he made. |
| C | G | C | G |
| C | G | |
| Teacher, teach me how to | read and write, |
| C | G | |
| You can teach me about | biology, |
| C | G | |
| But | you can't tell me what I | am living for |
| C | G | |
| 'Cos that's still a | mystery. |
| C | G | |
| Teacher, teach me about | nuclear physics |
| C | G | |
| And teach me about the st | ructure of man, |
| C | G | |
| But | all your endless cal | culations |
| C | G | |
| Can't tell me why | I am. |
| Guitar solo |
| C | Bb | Gm | C | Bb | Gm | |
| No you | can't | tell me | wh | y I | am, |
| C | Bb | Gm | C | Bm | Gm | |
| No you | can't | tell me | wh | y I | am. |
| C | F | |
| Everybody needs | education, |
| C | F | |
| Open Universities, | education. |
| C | F | |
| Every race every creed, | education. |
| C | F | F | F | F | |
| And every little half-breed, | education. |
| C | F | |
| Every nationality, | education. |
| C | F | |
| All the little people need | education. |
| Dm | Gm | Em | |
| Eskimos and pygmies | need |
| C | F | |
| And even aborigines, | education. |
| C | F | |
| Well physics and geography, | education. |
| C | F | |
| Philosophy and history, | education. |
| C | F | |
| Science and biology, | education, |
| C | F | |
| Geometry and poetry, | education. |
| C | F | C | F | C | F | |
| Well, | education, | education, | education, | education |
| F | Bb | F | Bb | F | Bb | F | Bb | F | |
| (Re | peat | 'e | duca | tio | n' t | ill | end | ) |
| Albums this song can be found on: |
| * Schoolboys In Disgrace |