"Four Years Foreplay" lyrics

There's a thing or two about high school
That you need to know
We wish we had known this
When we were freshmen
Watch out for Freshmen Friday
The most dangerous day of the week
You thought you were excited for the weekend
But this is where your week ends

Four more years of obeying authority
Without question, don't be so excited
There's only one thousand four hundred sixty pages left to read
There will be time to celebrate
When it's time to graduate

Whatever you do
Don't you ever bring a roller backpack to school
Because douchebag kids will kick them over
We don't see why though
They're really convenient!

If a girl gives you a smile, don't be deceived
She wants you to father her child
And he's probably not even cute
The only thing good about high school
Is that there's super bad-ass playgrounds
They have the best swings ever
I once jumped five feet in the air!

Four more years of obeying authority
Without question, don't be so excited
There's only one thousand four hundred sixty pages left to read
There will be time to celebrate
When it's time to graduate

To think how happy I was before I came
Running out of every room I walked in today
And the most miserable part
Is that it's only the first day

If high school was compared to
Seeing your mom in a Playboy magazine
Then maybe high school isn't that bad
'Cause that'd be the biggest boner kill in history
Unless she's hot