High School

Fisher Jeremy

Bubble gum and house parties 
When you stole your parent's rum and 
Tried to screw everything that could breathe 
Back in high school 
We didn't have a whole lot to do and 
Watched the world go by on a television screen 
Said it's the nineties kids 
That's way out, this is way in 
Go beat each other up on the dance floor 
It told us drugs were no good but then we smoked 'em and 
Liked 'em so much we smoked a little more. 
We liked 'em so much we smoked a little more 

Did I call your name, did you hear me 
Singing that song I wrote for you 
You're so the same, but you're so different 
I didn't recognize you 

It's kinda hard with all that sexual confusion 
Sometimes you don't know if you're gay or straight 
But what's the difference, it's a wonderful delusion and 
Most times you won't make it past second base 
I'm in a band, we kinda suck
But we don't know it yet and I don't care anyway 
Soon I'm gonna sell these drums, pay my rent, support my kid and 
Tell him all about way back in daddy's day 
I'll tell him all about way back in daddy's day 

Some years later by a soda coolerator 
In the corner store back in my hometown, this stranger smiles at me 
He said remember the class of '93 and 
For some reason it makes him look real proud 
After all the good times he said we had he looks at me 
Scratches his head and asks me where the hell I ever went and 
The funny thing is, I never even knew him 
But he could've been any one of my high school friends 

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