Back in Sunday school We were taught the golden rule Do unto others as you would Have done unto you To say, it's easy Kids look the same basically Get a little older, realise Beauty wins the prize And so I'm a train you either ride Or get out of the way of I'm a plane you either fly Or just watch from the dugout 'Cause this isn't a game any more No this isn't a game any more for sure I'm that pain that's in your side That you'd better get checked out Then I went to college Seeking every type of knowledge Quickly made a beeline for to find The reason we are so mankind I'm a train you either ride Or get out of the way of I'm a plane you either fly Or just watch from the dugout 'Cause this isn't a game any more No this isn't a game any more For sure I'm that little itty-bitty bit insane That you'd better be scared about That you'd better be scared about