School {song}

sitting in my class in a desk as old as the teacher into my slumber i'm falling deeper and deeper x plus five so on and so forth in my life x has no value or worth but these are the geometry blues that i fall under with you and you're there with me as i watch you sleep geometry blues are what keep me going the puddle on your desk keeps on growing yeah it keeps on growing [chorus] school is for losers and people who are smart not for the kids and the kids at heart so drop the books and the pocket protectors tell the teacher to fuck off and stop the lecturs school is for the losers and people who are smart not for the kids and the kids at heart history is a bore with maps and people who are dead who cares about washington and what he said we're into the future never the past the future is now and is gonna last but i look over and see you sleeping again from this history class we will not gain so let me join you now in your slumber on the desk we can ignore the teacher and all the rest [chorus] school is for losers and people who are smart not for the kids and the kids at heart so drop the books and the pocket protectors tell the teacher to fuck off and stop the lecturs school is for the losers and people who are smart not for the kids and the kids at heart chemicals and compounds are worst of all who cares about atoms and other things too small give me my guitar and let me rock out loud being on stage in front of the crowd then the bell rings and wakes me up from my dream its off to another class its all the same theme [chorus] school is for losers and people who are smart not for the kids and the kids at heart so drop the books and the pocket protectors tell the teacher to fuck off and stop the lecturs school is for the losers and people who are smart not for the kids and the kids at heart