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