All my teachers, 

Much greater than preachers 

All my teachers, 

Much better than their features 



I grew up in a rock block 

Wearing leather gear and zipper clock 

We kissed the girls and ran away 

Oh what a shame 



We were living on beat street 

When I started moving my feet 

To Flash and Zapp I joined the gang 

The kids they sang 



All my teachers, 

Much greater than preachers 

All my teachers, 

Much better than their features 



I remember when the pop died 

Didn't like it on the country side 

All the precious time I waste 

We changed the taste 



Moving on to a french house 

In the suburb of a funky town 

We worked and danced the night away 

The dj played 



All my teachers, 

Much greater than preachers 

All my teachers, 

Much better than their features 

All my teachers, 

Much greater than preachers 

All my teachers, 

Much better than their features 



This situation, 

The state I'm in 

This education, 

Can never win 



From technology to art school 

I developped my pop soul 

With all my electronic friends 

That never ends 



All my teachers, 

Much greater than preachers 

All my teachers, 

Much better than their features 

All my teachers, 

Much greater than preachers 

All my teachers, 

Much better than their features 

All my teachers, 

Much greater than preachers 

All my teachers, 

Much better than their features