P.S. Hell

Lunachicks

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    Cuttin into 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 an' i feel spent
    Guards around the corner so i better work fast
    Or this suspension will be my last
    Stone walls, the 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 its dark
    Dont get up the next day
    I just stay home and sleep
    Hate my classes/teachers anyway
    Ain't been there for weeks, no!

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    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

    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

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