A Day in the Life

Catch me with a blunt in mouth
And my dick in hand when you come down south
Just stole ten grand from my Momma house
Her pan does more than knock you out
I’m beaten and bruised with nothin' to lose
Got the cops called on me for feelin' the groove
Head held high like I’ve got somethin' to prove
It’s my opening move
My parents done worse than lock me out
Told me Santa's fake. I just found out
Now God’s in the sky? I have my doubts
But most of you fucks still scream and shout
I don’t understand, though I’m just a flawed man
I drop F-bombs like we did Japan
Avert your eyes from the lies they planned
Pull up a chair and watch the fall of man
I feel high in the mornin'
Everything’s okay when I’m yawnin'
Nothin ever matters when she callin'
The sky is blue. It's fallin'
I feel high in the mornin'
I feel high in the mornin'
Everything’s okay when I’m yawnin'
Nothin ever matters when she callin'
The sky is blue. It's fallin'
I feel high in the mornin'
Made it to school. I’m just on time
I’m in eighth grade and I'm twenty-nine
Learned all my knowledge from online
I’ll pass the test for sure this time
Correct the teachers on all their facts
They scream at me cause their life is ass
Then pay me later to fulfill contracts
Psychology tax
After class, the kids call me names
I’m the butt of jokes where these dopes pertain
I’d smoke their asses like Mary Jane
And laugh as the trash goes up in flames
The coolest kid’s named Henry James
And he proclaims that he’s fingered dames
But his girl came home with labor pains
Only shame remains
I feel high in the mornin'
Everything’s okay when I’m yawnin'
Nothin ever matters when she callin'
The sky is blue. It's fallin'
I feel high in the mornin'
I feel high in the mornin'
Everything’s okay when I’m yawnin'
Nothin ever matters when she callin'
The sky is blue. It's fallin'
I feel high in the mornin'
Skipped class and I’m crawlin' home
Next semester I’ll be in the zone
I’ll suppress the groan and bite the dust, I think that’s a must
I don’t get the fuss about taken lives
It ain’t our choice if someone dies
More years to some means more failed tries
Try that on for size
I cling to lows to fight the highs
Don’t feel that I deserve the prize
All I need’s the simple sun to rise, uncriticized
I met a friend with a weak disguise
It’s no surprise, word to the wise
Terrified of eyes, they’ll never win
Ostracized, let the day begin
I feel high in the mornin'
Everything’s okay when I’m yawnin'
Nothin ever matters when she callin'
The sky is blue. It's fallin'
I feel high in the mornin'