C.I.T.

They said it’s great experience
And so much I would learn
But all I got was some abuse and a
Bad sunburn
Lumpy mashed potatoes
A dull summer vacation
Plus a real bleak outlook on the
Future generation
CIT
I’m a CIT
That’s all I’ll ever be
Is just a lowly CIT
We sang the stupid campfire songs
And beat on conga drums
And I say «all this fresh air
Just ain’t good for my lungs»
No one ever talked to me
It really was a bore
Except for when they all blamed me when we
Lost at color war
CIT
I’m a CIT
That’s all I’ll ever be
Is just a lowly CIT
Johnny’s stupid
Judy’s a brat
Morgan’s greedy
Sophie’s fat
Wyatt hits and
Hannah lies
Katie vomits
Tyler cries
Jackie shy and
Emma licks
Andy’s sick and
Lucas spits
There’s 13 Avas
16 Aidens
And 3 spellings of
Kids named Jayden
I’m in love with the head counselor
But she won’t look at me
Cause I’m just another
Lowly CIT
I’m a CIT
I’m a CIT
That’s all I’ll ever be
Is just a lowly CIT
I’m a CIT
Please kill me
Cause all I’ll ever be
Is just a lowly CIT