The vacation ends where the school day begins
Theres a tear on the face of the Earth
From dusk until dawn I have tossed all night long
But theres too much excitement in me
At worst it is said that I might miss the bus
The routes will be different
And now I'm alone in this great big ol' school
And theres doo many kids in this room
In a word it is said that on tests we will fail
But the worst of it is that its true
I answered em all filled my mind up with aww
Till my brain cells were all ragged out
In times not forgot there was peace there was not
I had times when I got written up
And I've tried to cheat and yet not get caught
But theres too many kids in this room!
That girls thats bin stored in a different class than me
Is there some way to find what she's thinkin
I once heard her say in her own angry way
We've got too many boys in this room
The holidays end where the 1st day begins
Thank the lord theres my bus leavin soon
From August til May, I just might meet my doom
Cause theres too many girls in this room.
(This unbelievably accurately describes what my 1st few days of school were like)
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