Well I remember my first day at public school I was very scared of getting pummeled And sure enough I did at first recess I got pegged in the head by a big red ball It stung and my head hung Back to class with a bloody nose And soon it was lunchtime
Mom said I should ask about how poor kids can get fed So I got a book of tickets and a schedule and it read: Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week All the kids would line up super early just to eat
Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans
Hooray for Pizza Day Hooray for Pizza Day I miss Pizza Day The best day of the week
Well, I remember my first day in Jr. High I had hairspray in my hair And my pants were way too tight And all the breakers and new wavers And the rockers and the preps Would all be in their places On the front lawn or the steps I hung out with some punker kids Who used to make me laugh I got thrown in the dumpster By some rich kids near the café
As time went on we figured out It was totally uncool To eat the welfare lunch Provided by the school So in poser-punker fashion We just mooched off all the kids And lived off eating candy bars And bags of nacho chips
Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans
Hooray for Pizza Day Hooray for Pizza Day I miss Pizza Day The best day of the week
Well now I’m out of school And I don’t have a job (You’re a slob!) I just sit around all sweaty and lethargic And I’m just thinking ‘bout where it all went wrong Why I can’t concentrate On anything but reruns I wish I had some more stability I wish I had somebody making lunch for me I guess I miss the seventh grades in life The thought of Pizza Day I thought it was stupid then But I wish I had it now I miss my
Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans
Hooray for Pizza Day Hooray for Pizza Day I miss Pizza Day The best day of the week
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Mom said I should ask about how poor kids can get fed So I got a book of tickets and a schedule and it read: Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week All the kids would line up super early just to eat
Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans
Hooray for Pizza Day Hooray for Pizza Day I miss Pizza Day The best day of the week
Well, I remember my first day in Jr. High I had hairspray in my hair And my pants were way too tight And all the breakers and new wavers And the rockers and the preps Would all be in their places On the front lawn or the steps I hung out with some punker kids Who used to make me laugh I got thrown in the dumpster By some rich kids near the café
As time went on we figured out It was totally uncool To eat the welfare lunch Provided by the school So in poser-punker fashion We just mooched off all the kids And lived off eating candy bars And bags of nacho chips
Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans
Hooray for Pizza Day Hooray for Pizza Day I miss Pizza Day The best day of the week
Well now I’m out of school And I don’t have a job (You’re a slob!) I just sit around all sweaty and lethargic And I’m just thinking ‘bout where it all went wrong Why I can’t concentrate On anything but reruns I wish I had some more stability I wish I had somebody making lunch for me I guess I miss the seventh grades in life The thought of Pizza Day I thought it was stupid then But I wish I had it now I miss my
Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans
Hooray for Pizza Day Hooray for Pizza Day I miss Pizza Day The best day of the week
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