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 In  High School, we separate the rich from the rest.
 Those who wear rags  those who only wear the best.
 An' in  High School, they hold assemblies for the football team,
 But never for the  with different dreams.
 An' we've got jocks  we've got smokers, rednecks an' jokers:
 There's  category for us all.
 An' we struggle with our homework, our teachers an'  rules.
 Yeah, they just think we're adolescent 
 
 In my  School, there's some who think they're tough as they can be.
 But  I look in their eyes, all I see is insecurity.
 An' in my High School,  some who'll wait, then there's some who won't.
 Some that cross those lines an' some  don't.
 We've  outcasts an' we've got rebels; mostly saints, sometimes devils:
 You see them walkin' up an' down  hall.
 An' they struggle with their boyfriends, their girlfriends  their maths,
 An' they long for the bell that gets them out of 
 In my High 
 
 We laugh,  cry;
 We  we fly.
  we wonder why we're even here.
 We  we fail;
 An' only  will tell,
 If we'll ever make it through  teenage years.
 
 In my High School, there's some who study for their entrance 
 Some who just wanna play guitar in some rock  roll band.
  in my High School, the seniors just cannot wait for June.
 But they don't realise that  grow up way too soon.
 They'll be doctors, they'll be lawyers;  an' warriors,
 An'  live out their dreams, big and small.
 And they'll struggle with their jobs; with their  an' their wives,
 An'  talk about "the best days of their lives",
 In my  School.
 In my High 
  my High School.
  my High School.