I would like to call myself gifted   But for me they use a completely different word   Bright, intelligent, studious, or learned?   Oh no! They call me Nerd      In vain I wish I could make fun of their white hats   Bullroar! I know, that would be absurd   So I'm just stuck with getting shoved in lockers   Oh no! Here they come after the Nerd      Oh I wish I were a jock   'cause then I'd get all the girls   Oh I wish I were a jock   'cause then I'd be the king of the world      Getting stomped on leaves quite an impression   I always leave shaken, feeling like a tird   In my periforal vision a troop of bouncing white hats   Oh no! Here they come after the Nerd      Now limping down the hall past all the girls   I hear them snickering, but to me not a word   I see them giggling and pointing at me   'cause I'm the Nerd