We were so tiny, happy and shiny
Playing tag and getting chased
Singing and clapping, laughing and napping
Baking cookies, eating paste
Then we got bigger, that was the trigger
Like the Huns invading Rome
Welcome to my school, this ain't no high school:
This is the Thunderdome
Hold your breath and count the days, we're graduating soon
College will be paradise, if I'm not dead by June!
But I know, I know, life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
If we changed back then, we could change again
We can be beautiful...
Just not today
Things will get better soon as my letter
Comes from Harvard, Duke, or Brown
Wake from this coma, take my diploma
Then I can blow this town
Dream of ivy-covered walls and smoky French саés
