Pizza Day

Well I remember my first day of public school.
I was very scared of getting pumelled, and sure enough I did at 1st recess.
I got pegged in the head with it big red ball.
It stung and my head hung.
Back to class with a bloody nose, and soon it was lunchtime.
Mom said I should ask about how poor kids could get fed.
So I got a book of tickets and a schedule and it read.

Monday: Hot Dog
Tuesday: Taco
Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
All the kids would line up super early just to eat.

Monday: Hot Dog
Tuesday: Taco
Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans.

Hooray for Pizza Day, horray for Pizza Day.
I miss Pizza Day...
The best day of the week.

Shimmy, shimmy.
Rock it out.
Pick it up.
Jack? Jack's jacket?
Uh huh.
Slippety slappety slippety slappety slippety.
Well here we go again.

Well I remember my 1st day in Junior High.
I had hairspray in my hair, and my pants were way too tight.
And all the breakers and new wavers and the rockers and the preps, would all be in their places on the front lawn or the steps.
I hung out with some punker kids who used to make me laugh. (Oi Oi Oi)
We got thrown in the dumpster by some rich kids near the caf.
As time went on, we figured out it was totally uncool,
To eat the welfare lunch provided by the school.
So in poser-punker fashion we just mooched off all the kids.
And lived off eating candy bars and bags of nacho chips.


Monday: Hot Dog
Tuesday: Taco
Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans.

Hooray for Pizza Day, hooray for Pizza Day.
I miss Pizza Day, the best day of the week.

101.
LA USV.
Los Angeles.
OC USC 292.
These are the voices that bring the kids together.
These are the voices of modern school industry.

Well now I'm outta school and I don't have a job. (You're a slob)
I just sit around all sweaty and lathargic.
And I'm just thinking 'bout where it all went wrong.
Why I can't concentrate on anything but reruns.
I wish I had some more stability.
And I wish I had somebody making lunch for me.
I guess I miss the 7th grades in life, the thought of Pizza Day.
I thought it stupid then, but I wish I hadn't now I miss my...

Monday: Hot Dog
Tuesday: Taco
Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans.


Monday: Hot Dog
Tuesday: Taco
Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
Thursday: Sloppy Joes and Burritos in a Bag.
Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week.
It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans.

Hooray for Pizza Day, hooray for Pizza Day.
Hooray for Pizza Day, hooray for Pizza Day.
I miss Pizza Day.

THE BEST DAY OF THE WEEK!
Says Micheal Jackson of Encino California
When he's not at his little theme park
He's eating pizza with the kids
Oh boy moonwalker's back
Have a slice buddy
Take off your glove first you'll enjoy it more
Wooo epitigero.
Wooww


fuente : Songteksten.nl

idioma : Inglés


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