Martin Briley A Little Knowledge Is A Dangerous Thing
Maybe I've got no self control
Carving my name with the knife that I stole
The school bell interrupted my dream
I read the book, but I just can't seem to learn it
Or turn it into something I can understand
I can't eat, I can't sleep
It's young love in the palm of my hand
The teacher in the dusty suit
Thinks I'm a creep 'cause I don't bring him fruit
He saw us kissing in the shower room steam
I drank the milk, but I just can't seem to shake it
Or make it into something that is less than it is
I've got a date, I can't concentrate
And the teacher's moving in for the kill
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
All it can bring
Is part of the heartache you'd get anyway
And if the one that you love
Calls from above
Just let it go or you'll know why I say
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
And the years went by so slowly
And though we have been together through it all
I can't take another day
You make me want to throw the plates
Against the wall
There's been a hair at the back of my throat
Since I learned how to read what you wrote
I fell asleep with your tongue in my ear
The dawn broke, and I woke to hear the door slam
And you ran down the stairs to the street below
I just took a heavy book
A dictionary to throw
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
All it can bring
Is part of the heartache you'd get anyway
And if the one that you love
Calls from above
Just let it go or you'll know why I say
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
