The Dropouts March
Allan Sherman · Other Songs - Allan Sherman
(No more pencils, no more books,
No more teachers' dirty looks.
Dropouts! dropouts! Yeah team!)
On, dropouts, down the field,
Ain't we the national shame.
Cheer for our fun-loving breed,
Who can't hardly read,
Or write our name.
March, dropouts, backward march.
Ain't we a tragedy.
Leave us unite, and fight, fight, fight
For good old stupidity.
Duh!
Duh!
Drop, dropouts, out of school,
Proud of the will to fail.
You won't find us in the school halls.
Look in the pool halls, or in jail.
Long may our colors wave,
Sons of the black and blue.
Light-hearted chaps
Who steal hubcaps,
We've got nothing else to do.
Ignoramus there you are,
Sitting in your hopped-up car,
And your brains ain't up to par,
And your ears stick out too far.
Go, dropouts, go and buy,
One comic book or two.
You need some rest and enjoyment,
Your unemployment check is due.
Soon, dropouts, very soon,
You'll wear a different hat.
Soon you will be in the Army.
Just try dropping out of that!
The Dropouts March - Allan Sherman
Allan Sherman's 'The Dropouts March' stands as a quintessential example of his satirical take on the musical comedy genre. Released during the height of his career, the track exemplifies his signature style of blending theatrical performance with biting social commentary. Sherman's work often targeted specific cultural phenomena or political figures, utilizing catchy melodies and witty lyrics to deliver sharp critiques. This recording reflects his ability to transform simple tunes into vehicles for humor and observation, a hallmark of his discography that defined the 1960s and 1970s. Through his unique vocal delivery and comedic timing, Sherman created a body of work that remains influential in the realm of musical satire.