Dead Kennedys - Straight A's Lyrics
Sixteen, on the honor rollI wish that I was deadParents hate me, I got zitsAnd bruises round my headPressures on to get good gradesSo I can be like themDo my homework all the timeI cant go out just thenPeople they aint friends at allThey tease and suck me dryYell at me when I ***** upAnd party while I cryI look so big on paperI feel so *****ing smallWanna die and you dont careJust stride on down the hallSuicide suicideRead the paper, wonder whyTurn the light out, then you cryIts your fault, you made me dieTouch me wont you touch me nowSo frozen I cant loveWhen I was born my mama criedAnd picked me up with glovesGirls, they kick me in the eyeWant answers to the testsWhen they get them they drive offAnd leave me home to restHold my headMake me warmTell me I am lovedGive me hopeLet me cryMake me feelGive me touchThe windows broken bleeding screamingLying in the hallIm gone no one remembers meA picture on the wallHe was such a bright boyThe future in his handsor a spineless human pinballShot around by your demandsSuicide suicideGoin to sleep and when I dieYoull look up and realizeThen look down and wipe your eyesThen go back to your stupid livesAw shit
