Letras:
The Time After Hi School

they say: Hey you, what you gonna do after hi school? Hey you, what you, what you gonna do? And they say: Hey you, what you gonna do after hi school?

our problems quantitatively, through logic or rationalization. In my opinion, it's often fruitless, but always... well, not always. The clocks and calendars, it's just... time. Our little measurements. It's always chasing after

' Mr. officer, car show is where i'm headed Instead of harrassin' me, go after thee Car jacker because his car belongs to me Angel baby is my old school

what am I to do A brother sayin' hi to you I really wouldn't lie to you I wanna be inside of you And after I do, goodbye to you A brother sayin' hi

adultery, skirt-chasin and crotch-blazin You never learn - look how many times I kilt ya I burnt ya, I drowned ya, I froze ya I stripped your land and destroyed ya culture Next time

a goldfish She says after law school she wants a career before kids We spoke forever on topics like religion and politics Up until the music stopped which meant our time

the girl know how I feel Showing me everything? Suzie, you make me feel Suzie, you make me feel Well, I run right home after school I get there quarter to four I say hi

life too close to the edge Hoping that I know the ledge A brand new morn, no time to yawn Shower's on, power's on Late for school, I catch the train

, To show me my way around and thank them back somehow, My bus stop was infront of my house, 8:30 in the morning was my new time to bounce, 1st day of school