Ah, how nice it would be
To be back where I belong
Yes, a university, any ol’ one
Where freedom is in the air
You can ask any question
Question anything, everything
You can comb your hair
Any which way you want
Or wear jeans that are torn
Walk barefoot if you so wish
Return back to your apartment
Where books await your eyes
Or go to a nearby coffeehouse
Where you can discuss Plato
Or take a long drive on a highway
Playing music a tad too loud
Attend a Dire Straits concert
In a nearby town with friends.
Know Thyself 