High Skool

Well, whoever tied the rope behind you has the keys you know
Inebriation is the place in parities that you go
Gives you fake security and makes you free to live your life
But you live it to be superficial and we'll see that tonight
You aren't any different then the people at your school
You kids that see me rock the set think that we're the funny fools
And the room of pleasure is all I can believe
You envy others and they have no personality

Come on baby let me show you what you got, yea
For being part of the crowd
Come on baby let me show you what you got, yea
Let's be a part of the crowd
Well, ill take my insecurities and listen to the ska
Well I'm thinking that I think about it and I sing about it quite a lot
I don't know what it's all about, but I know it's cool
And I know I can do it because I'm in high school
Only in high school

Your driving around in daddy's new car
You think that you're a pimp
You think that you're the bomb
You know that I'm right
You know that you're wrong
But you know what you can do because your doing it, doing it now
Keeping up the drug war
Give me some sugar baby
I'll get laid and I'm fucking drunk now
You are all screwed up and what can you say
With a baby in your arms there is no more play

What's wrong with you
But you go and do what your friends do
And you, you don't know what's going on with you
So take warning, take warning
Take warning my best friend
Because I don't want to see you left with a fall
High school
Well, whoever tied the rope behind you has the keys you know
Inebriation is the place in parities that you go
Gives you fake security and makes you free to live your life
But you live it to be superficial and we'll see that tonight
You aren't any different then the people at your school
You kids that see me rock the set think that we're the funny fools
And the room of pleasure is all I can believe
You envy others and they have no personality