On the first week of freshman year,
I was looking at all my grades,
There were A's and B's and C's in wrestling,
There was band and skills from spring,
The first thing I saw was an A with a fuzz,
And the report with no F's,
The class seat was cold and the board was ugly,
But my name wasn't on there,

I've seen through highschool papers with no name,
The huge grade waste was a shame,
In the classroom you can't remember your name,
'Cause the kids behind you are a pain,
Blah, Blah...

After two days in the highschool turmoil,
A kid began to turn red,
After three days of highschool fun,
I was looking at a drop out,
And the story he told of a drop out that flunked,
Made me sad to think it was Ted,

I've seen through highschool papers with no name,
The huge grade waste was a shame,
In the classroom you can't remember your name,
'Cause the kids behind you are a pain,
Blah, Blah...

After nine days I threw the papers away,
'Cause the highschool had too much,
I was looking at all my grades,
There were A's and B's and C's in wrestling,
College is highschool with it's papers tough around,
And a perect disguise told,
Under the teachers lies a huge sallary made of crap,
But they just don't get payed enough,

I've seen through highschool papers with no name,
The huge grade waste was a shame,
In the classroom you can't remember your name,
'Cause the kids behind you are a pain,
Blah, Blah...