Just another wasted day   Another day of school   Staring at the clock   And I'm playing pocket pool      I know I'm getting older but I'm not getting wise   With the teaching blabbing on I try not to close my eyes      Where do I go now? Who am I to be?   Thrown in the pile with the other casualties   Of underachievers, pocketbook stealers   potato peelers, and dopamine dealers      Just another wasted day   A day I won't get back   Sipping eight ball, shooting dice, and smoking crack   I got it bad now, I'm living on the street   Dumpster food in my stomach and broken glass on my feet      Where do I go now? Who am I to be?   Thrown in the pile with the other casualties   Of underachievers, pocketbook stealers   potato peelers, and dopamine dealers      Don't worry about me   I'll be okay   Even though you remind me constantly   That I'll be nothing, just you wait and see   You radicalistic going nowhere certainty