Tuna Taco (Angry Samoans)

Go to school I have no friends I cannot find a book I've read A field day full of worms take a peek it's not your turn Tell it to your sisters pass the taco smell that's on your hands Home from school where's the head because my thoughts with the dead Hit my head, hit my head, hit my head upside the bed Tuna taco around the bed I think I'll take the bus instead