Apehead's brother
wants to beat up Paul
The boys have gone to watch
Some of the girls
are down at the mall
Justine's got cherry cola
and scotch
Later on it's everyone
around to Beck's
Her parents are away
in New York
Sara well She just can't bear
The stupidity
The boredom
The grind
She stays at school
so that she can hear
The sound of the life of the mind
And it's noisy up there
It rocks me like a mother
Rosa Parks and DNA
Joan of Arc and JFK
But it's noisy up there
It rocks me like a mother
She's cut 'em all out of her
social circle
Won't introduce them to
Lincoln or Frost
Doesn't want to let them
get to know Keats
or Studs Terkel
They'll never know
what they have lost
But Sara well
She just can't bear
The stupidity
The boredom
The grind
She stays at school
so that she can hear
The sound of the life of the mind
And it's noisy up there
It rocks me like a mother
Copernicus and Fortune's Wheel
Plato and the New Deal
And it's noisy up there
It rocks me like a mother
Sara already knows pretty soon
she'll be leaving
Well she's hoovered up
whatever she can find
She doesn't want to hear about
Pregnancies foam fights
TV take-outs
have sex weddings
The sound of the life
She'll leave behind
Yeah it's noisy up there
It rocks me like a mother
And it's noisy up there
It rocks me like a mother