| Well I remember my first day of public school
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| I was very scared of getting *pummeled*, and sure enough I did at *first*
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| recess.
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| I got pegged in the head by a big red ball.
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| It stung and my head hung.
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| Back to class with a bloody nose, and soon it was lunchtime.
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| Mom said I should ask about how poor kids could get fed.
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| So I got a book of tickets and a schedule and it read.
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| Monday: Hot Dog
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| Tuesday: Taco
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| Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
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| Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
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| Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
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| All the kids would line up super early just to eat.
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| Monday: Hot Dog
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| Tuesday: Taco
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| Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
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| Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
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| Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
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| It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans.
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| Hooray for Pizza Day, hooray for Pizza Day.
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| I miss Pizza Day…
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| The best day of the week.
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| Shimmy, shimmy.
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| Rock it out.
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| Pick it up.
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| Jack? |
| Jack’s jacket?
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| Uh huh.
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| Slippety slappety slippety slappety slippety.
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| Well here we go again.
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| Well I remember my *first* day in Junior High.
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| I had hairspray in my hair, and my pants were way too tight.
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| And all the breakers and new wavers and the rockers and the preps,
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| would all be in their places on the front lawn or the steps.
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| I hung out with some punker kids who used to make me laugh. |
| (Oi Oi Oi)
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| We got thrown in the dumpster by some rich kids near the caf.
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| As time went on, we figured out it was totally uncool,
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| To eat the welfare lunch provided by the school.
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| So in poser-punker fashion we just mooched off all the kids.
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| And lived off eating candy bars and bags of nacho chips.
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| Monday: Hot Dog
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| Tuesday: Taco
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| Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
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| Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
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| Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
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| It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans.
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| Hooray for Pizza Day, hooray for Pizza Day.
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| I miss Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
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| LA USV.
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| Los Angeles.
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| OC USC 292.
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| These are the voices that bring the kids together.
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| These are the voices of modern school industry.
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| Well now I’m *out of* school and I don’t have a job. |
| (You're a slob)
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| I just sit around all sweaty and *lethargic*.
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| And I’m just thinking 'bout where it all went wrong.
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| Why I can’t concentrate on anything but reruns.
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| I wish I had some more stability.
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| And I wish I had somebody making lunch for me.
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| I guess I miss the *simple things* in life, the thought of Pizza Day.
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| I thought it stupid then, but I wish I *had it* now I miss my…
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| Monday: Hot Dog
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| Tuesday: Taco
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| Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
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| Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
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| Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
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| It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans.
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| Monday: Hot Dog
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| Tuesday: Taco
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| Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
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| Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
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| Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
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| It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans.
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| Hooray for Pizza Day, hooray for Pizza Day.
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| Hooray for Pizza Day, hooray for Pizza Day.
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| I miss Pizza Day.
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| THE BEST DAY OF THE WEEK!
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| Says *Michael* Jackson of Encino California
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| When he’s not at his little theme park
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| He’s eating pizza with the kids
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| Oh boy moonwalker’s back
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| Have a slice buddy
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| Take off your glove first you’ll enjoy it more
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| Wooo epitigero.
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| Wooww |