P.S. Hell

Cuttin in 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 and I feel spent
Guards around the corner so I better work fast
Or this suspension will be my last
Stone walls, tile 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 it’s dark
Don’t get up the next day
I just stay home and sleep
Hate my teachers anyway
I ain’t been there for weeks, no!
Well now I’m out
And things are better
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
Cuttin in the bathroom
Waitin for the bell
They say it’s high school but I think it’s hell
Puffin a joint into the vent
Been up all night and I feel spent
Guards around the corner so I better work fast
Or this suspension will be my last
Stone walls, tile 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 it’s dark
Don’t get up the next day
I just stay home and sleep
Hate my classes anyway
I ain’t been there for weeks, no!
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 dont care