[Verse 1]
Welcome back, new class, same scam,
Pay for a paper, get a copy-paste jam.
Professors ghostin’, feedback thin,
Tuition’s sky-high, but the content’s grim.
“Career ready!” plastered in bold,
But the job ads laugh when the truth gets told.
All this debt for a PDF sheet,
Frame that clown paper with Comic Sans neat.
[Pre-Hook]
Every course recycled, every slide a bore,
Knowledge fast food — drive-thru for lore.
[Hook]
Pay your fee, swallow hype, climb a paper hill,
Credits for dollars — empty till.
Unlimited misery, guaranteed fame,
A ghost in a cap and gown knows your name.
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[Verse 2]
Half the “lessons” are third-party clips,
Why am I paying you for YouTube tips?
Rubrics vague like a fortune cookie,
Grades spin random, system spooky.
Content stale, a decade late,
Cut-and-paste modules that barely rate.
Plagiarism checker screaming loud,
But the same essay’s sold in every crowd.
[Pre-Hook]
Every assignment déjà vu,
Cut, paste, recycle — academic flu.
[Hook]
Pay your fee, swallow hype, climb a paper hill,
Credits for dollars — empty till.
Unlimited misery, guaranteed fame,
A ghost in a cap and gown knows your name.
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[Verse 3]
Discussion boards empty, bots on the thread,
One-word replies from the walking dead.
“Great point, thanks!” — same copy-paste,
Four grand a class for a soulless taste.
“Office hours” mean a 2-week wait,
While tuition climbs at an endless rate.
Professors vanish, TAs on mute,
Feedback’s canned, AI substitute.
[Pre-Hook]
Ghost town learning, silence fills,
But the bursar’s office counting bills.
[Hook]
Pay your fee, swallow hype, climb a paper hill,
Credits for dollars — empty till.
Unlimited misery, guaranteed fame,
A ghost in a cap and gown knows your name.
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[Bridge — sarcastic punch]
“Accredited!” Sure, on paper it shines,
Reality check — just hollow lines.
Diploma hot, but the ink runs cold,
“Hire me please!” but the joke gets old.
[Verse 4]
All of the content comes from outside,
Third-party contracts they barely hide.
Ten years old, modules rot,
But tuition’s fresh — they raise it a lot.
I bought a “degree,” not a YouTube link,
Your system’s a fraud, it’s starting to stink.
You sell the future, but the past is what’s taught,
A mill for the desperate, a dream that they bought.
[Final Hook]
Pay your fee, swallow hype, same old drill,
They sell you the dream, then hand you the bill.
Unlimited misery, guaranteed fame,
Another broke grad lost in the game.
[Outro — fading / mocking ad voice]
“Enroll today! Flexible, fast!
Your future’s secure — till the debt hits last.
Career services? (echo) … Career services? …
Silence.”
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