Waitin for the bell
They say its high school but I think it's hell
Puffin a joint into the vent
Been up all night an' I feel spent
Guards around the corner so I better work fast
Or this suspension will be my last
Stone walls, the floors, sick of all these dictators
Get a note to the nurse
I run in the office and steal her purse
Go out, get drunk in the park
Hang out late until its dark
Don't get up the next day
I just stay home and sleep
Hate my classes/teachers anyway
Ain't been there for weeks, no!
Chorus
no more JAPS in cashmere sweaters
No more jocks in tall sweat socks
Now I'm failling all my classes
Trying to cheat off the nerd with glasses
I'm going to P.S.Hell
now I'm out of that hell hole
Now I'm the one who takes control
No assholes yelling at my hair
They can yell all they want
I don't care
Cuttin into the bathroom Waitin for the bell They say its high school but I think it's hell Puffin a joint into the vent Been up all night an' I feel spent Guards around the corner so I better work fast Or this suspension will be my last Stone walls, the floors, sick of all these dictators Get a note to the nurse I run in the office and steal her purse Go out, get drunk in the park Hang out late until its dark Don't get up the next day I just stay home and sleep Hate my classes/teachers anyway Ain't been there for weeks, no! Chorus no more JAPS in cashmere sweaters No more jocks in tall sweat socks Now I'm failling all my classes Trying to cheat off the nerd with glasses I'm going to P.S.Hell now I'm out of that hell hole Now I'm the one who takes control No assholes yelling at my hair They can yell all they want I don't care Explain Request ×
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