Letra de P.s. hell

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!

(Coro)

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