Cuttin' in the bathroom, waiting for that bell
They say its high school but I think its hell
Puffin' a joint into the vent, been up all night and I feel spent
Guard's 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 go 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 anyway, aint been there for weeks, no

Now I'm out and things are better
No more JAPs in cashmere sweaters, no more jocks in tall
sweat socks
Now I'm failing all my classes, trying to cheat off that
with the glasses
I'm going to P.S. Hell

Cuttin' in the bathroom, waiting for that bell
They say its high school but I think its hell
Puffin' a joint into the vent, been up all night and I feel spent
Guard's 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 go 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 teachers anyway, aint been there for weeks, no

Now I'm out of that hellhole, now I'm the one who takes control
No assholes yelling at my hair/ they can yell all they want, I don't
care!


Lyrics submitted by kitty_kat_666

P.s. Hell song meanings
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