The term Various Artists is used in the record industry when numerous singers and musicians collaborate on a song or collection of songs. Most often on Last.fm, compilation album tracks appear under the name of Various Artists erroneously because the individual artist is not listed in the album's ID3 information.
Compilation albums, for example.
Sometimes, single releases may be credited to Various Artists when their profits are going to charity and, usually in high-profile cases, are sometimes known by a group name. Examples include Band Aid with their releases of Do They Know It's Christmas? and USA for Africa with We Are The World.
Various Artists is also an actual performance name for Torsten Pröfrock, who runs the German DIN label. Torsten performs also as Dynamo, Erosion, Resilent, Traktor besides some others. He's a good friend of Robert Henke and since the Fall of 2004, he is a member of Monolake.
Various Artists was also a short-lived Bristol punk band formed by brothers Jonjo and Robin Key (originally from Birmingham). Other members were also simultaneously in Art Objects who went on to become The Blue Aeroplanes, the latter the Key brothers also co-wrote some songs and were involved in. When Various Artists imploded, the Key brothers went on to form Either / Or.
Various Artists also appear on tracks from musical theater soundtracks, due to the nature of having many cast members on one song, as well as an ensemble in some cases.
School Is Out
Various Artists Lyrics
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Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block
Your future's so unclear now,
what's left of your career now
Can't even get a trade-in on your smile
Beauty school drop-out, no graduation day for you
Beauty school drop-out, missed your midterms
and flunked shampoo
taken time to wash and clean your clothes up
After spending all that dough to have the doctor
fix your nose up Baby get moving (--better get moving--),
why keep your feeble hopes alive
What are you proving (--what are you proving--)?
You've got the dream, but not the drive
If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to highschool
Beauty school drop-out, hangin' around the corner store
Beauty school drop-out, it's about time you knew the score
Well they couldn't teach you anything,
you think you're such a looker
But no customer would go to you,
unless she was a hooker
Baby don't sweat it (--don't sweat it--),
you're not cut out to hold the job
Better forget it (--forget it--), who wants their hair done by a slob
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes twirled,
and still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go back to highschool
Baby don't blow it, don't put my good advice to shame
Baby you know it, even Dear Abby's say the same
Now I've called the shot, get off the pot, I really gotta fly
Gotta be goin' to that maltshop in the sky
Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool
Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool
Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool
The song "Beauty School Dropout" from the musical Grease is a comically patronizing admonition sung by the character, Teen Angel, to Frenchie, a high school student who has just dropped out of beauty school. Elvis Presley-esque Teen Angel is decked out in a flight suit and sings to a forlorn Frenchie about her dreams of beauty school and her future career. The lyrics express pity for Frenchie who didn't graduate and flunked out of shampooing training. They also suggest that she is better off washing and cleaning her clothes instead of searching for a "feeble hope" in her failed dreams. The chorus, "Beauty school dropout, go back to high school," consistently repeats, emphasizing the disappointment and regret for Frenchie's poor choices.
Line by Line Meaning
Your story's sad to tell, a teenage ne'er-do-well
Your tale is unfortunate to tell and speaks of your reckless and wayward teenage years.
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block
Of all adolescents in the neighborhood, you are the most confused and lost, but not a criminal.
Your future's so unclear now, what's left of your career now
Your prospects are uncertain, and your profession's future is blurry.
Can't even get a trade-in on your smile
Your grin doesn't hold any value or worth in the job market.
Beauty school drop-out, no graduation day for you
You left beauty school without receiving a diploma or honor on your graduation day.
Beauty school drop-out, missed your midterms and flunked shampoo
You didn't appear for your midterms, and you failed horribly at washing hair.
Well at least you could have taken time to wash and clean your clothes up
You could have washed your garments and taken care of your appearance.
After spending all that dough to have the doctor fix your nose up
Even though you spent a fortune getting cosmetic surgery to fix your nose, you still haven't made anything of yourself.
Baby get moving (--better get moving--), why keep your feeble hopes alive
It's high time you get moving and take action towards your dreams instead of keeping your weak and futile aspirations alive.
What are you proving (--what are you proving--)?
What exactly are you trying to prove with your stance?
You've got the dream, but not the drive
Although you harbor aspirations, you lack self-motivation and energy to put them into practice.
If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool
If you acquire your diploma, you could obtain entry-level work like stenography.
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to highschool
Surrender your hair teasing comb and start by finishing high school education.
Beauty school drop-out, hangin' around the corner store
You're loitering around street corners even though you dropped out of beauty school.
Beauty school drop-out, it's about time you knew the score
It's high time you get a reality check and look at things as they are.
Well they couldn't teach you anything, you think you're such a looker
You're so conceited and narcissistic that teachers couldn't teach you anything.
But no customer would go to you, unless she was a hooker
Even a prostitute wouldn't come to you for your beauty services.
Baby don't sweat it (--don't sweat it--), you're not cut out to hold the job
Don't stress about it; you're likely not cut out for this profession.
Better forget it (--forget it--), who wants their hair done by a slob
Just forget it; no one would want a slovenly person to do their hair.
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes twirled, and still the world is cruel
Even though you've done up your bangs and lashes, the world is still harsh and unforgiving.
Wipe off that angel face and go back to highschool
Remove the innocent facade and go back to finish high school.
Baby don't blow it, don't put my good advice to shame
Don't ruin my valuable counsel with your blunders; take heed of it.
Baby you know it, even Dear Abby's say the same
Even the famous agony aunt, Dear Abby, would advise the same as I do.
Now I've called the shot, get off the pot, I really gotta fly
I've made the decision, and it's time for me to dart off quickly.
Gotta be goin' to that maltshop in the sky
I'm going to a place called malt-shop in heaven.
Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool
You should abandon the idea of working as a beauty professional, go back to school, and focus on earning your high school diploma.
Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool
You should abandon the idea of working as a beauty professional, go back to school, and focus on earning your high school diploma.
Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool
You should abandon the idea of working as a beauty professional, go back to school, and focus on earning your high school diploma.
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