Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song School (Clean)[Clean], artist - Apathy. Album song Immortal / School, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.11.1997
Record label: Demigodz Enterprises
Song language: English
School (Clean)[Clean] |
Intro cuts: You know, in school. |
Everyone tries their very best to learn good habits |
So we’re going to try to do the very same thing |
As we sing. |
Verse 1 (character: Jeff) |
All star quarterback, varsity letter, I drive a Jetta |
A popular kid, my parents give me all my cheddar |
Plus I date Heather, the flyest girl in our school |
I got a very large house, with an inground pool |
I rock Polo and Abercrombie &Fitch, I’m rich |
Pompous and arrogant, makin’fun of nerd clicks |
You motherfuckin’freaks and geeks are dumb |
With ya painted white face, and pierced nose and tongue |
I pass my classes with ease and get an A Cheatin. |
cuz if I don’t pass, I don’t play |
I’ll shove you in ya locker and I’ll get in ya face |
Put you in ya place, cuz you fuckin nerds are a waste of air |
Black clothes, blank stare, died hair |
You could die tommorow and nobody would care |
I’ll push on the floor when all the halls are crowded |
But you’re just a wimp, whatcha gonna do about it? |
No more homework, no more books |
No more teachers dirty looks |
No more detentions no more F’s |
No breath inside your chest. |
No more homework, no more books |
No more teachers dirty looks |
No unpopular, no more cool |
No more. |
school |
Verse 2 (character: girl) |
Four years of high school, I can’t believe its here |
My senior year, waitin for the crowd to cheer, at graduation |
I haven’t decided my occupation, but my major in college is gonna be communications |
I’m nice to everybody in school, whether cool, or uncool. |
I’m neutral |
An outstanding pupil like my teachers say |
I never missed a single day |
Always on the honor roll, never less than an A I help jocks with their grades, even that jerk Jeff |
Who’s an ass, but never woulda passed class with an F Kids he picks on are smarter then him, and smaller than him |
Never larger or taller than him |
But this one kid, named Jay. |
That jeff calls gay, and beats up, doesn’t look very normal today |
So I give a little smile and he gives one back |
Then he walks by and reaches into his napsack |
I feel like I wanna run, but my whole body’s stunned |
I can’t believe it, but Jay’s got a. |
Verse 3 (character: Jay) |
My name is Jason, a real big fan of death |
I sit back thinkin’of Jeff and I take a deep breath |
How’d I’d love to fire 30 slugs into his chest, till nothin’is left |
I’m always frustrated with stress, I want respect |
Back when I was 6 I’d dissect insects, and spray house pets with Windex |
I’m Beelzebub on drugs |
The intellect of a David Berkowitz, roamin’on the internet |
I’m sick of gettin pushed around bein’clowned |
When I’m the most powerful evil being in town |
I wake up at 5:30 and stare into space |
Walk into my parents room and shoot 'em both in the face |
Take a shower get dressed load my weapon for school |
Walk thru the hall, step over the large blood pool |
On the bus with a semi-automatic in knapsack |
Smile on my face, as I sit in the back |
Then I step into the building and I almost feel invincible |
Wave to the nurse, say hi to the principal |
Walk to to my locker, everything seems slow |
Then I Jeff. |
and here we go Weapons out the bag, people stop speakin', girls shreikin' |
I start shootin’rounds till Jeff’s chest is bleedin' |
His head explodes then I start to reload |
Nobody can hurt me now. |
cuz I’m in murder mode |
Fire at everybody that’s directly in my sight |
But layin’on the ground on the somebody is I like |
This girl who I’ve known who’s always nice and talks to me Crawls to me, coughin’up blood and awkwardly |
Whispers two words right before her head drops |
She opened her mouth and said. |
please. |
stop |
I could never begin to describe the way I felt |
I dropped to my knees, turned the gun on myself |
And pulled the trigger. |
Outro cuts: You know, in school. |