Cliques who never picked up a book Were telling you how to act and how to look I used to call them the " Cookie Cutter Crowd" You weren't cool if you got good grades Or didn't drink, or smoke, or get laid But if you did you could go to their parties at the landfill! Now, the major cliques were the "skaters" and the "rebels" Who were all the same except the rebels wore leather And the skaters had the "skateboarding's not a crime" bumperstickers But they all went to all the same parties... And I'm sure now they all work at Hardees Still arguing over whether or not Ozzy is cool This was my Highschool - yeah yeah This was my Highschool - yeah, yeah Eighty dollars was taken from my purse During gym cla** one day, and to make matters worse The exact same thing happened the day before I had a feeling I knew who to blame I never confronted her though, and it's such a shame After all, she was soon to be somebody's mommy A friend of mine had his leather jacket stolen Right out of his locker one monday morning... And he too thought he knew who'd done it Later that week his suspicions were confirmed When to him the alleged theif turned
And said, "Hey man, do you wanna buy a leather jacket?" Chorus I hated Highschool... The spanish teacher would hit on me And try to teach me "biology" Between cla**es she always smelled like pot (Regarding the come-on) "Uh...no thanks," I said "but, the gym coach might be interested She's always trying to get me on her 'team'" Now, certain teachers of geometry And social studies periodically Would be sighted partying with last year's grads But the English teacher was a proper man Who later changed - so I understand And shacked up with the principal's son Chorus The Vice-principal approached me one day And said, "Get rid of that headband , OK?! We don't allow any fashion statements here!" I was like, what do you mean? Isn't everything you wear A fashion statement and not just your hair? I told him I thought it was a really silly rule But I remember later that year Wearing a dress to cla** on day that was sheer With nothing underneath but a string bikini It's funny then he didn't seem to care And at every turn, guess who was there! Apparently he liked what he saw Chorus I hated Highschool...