Straight As — текст песни (dead kennedys)

Sixteen, on the honor roll

I wish that I was dead

Parents hate me, I got zits

And bruises round my head



Pressures on to get good grades

So I can be like them

Do my homework all the time

I cant go out just then



People they aint friends at all

They tease and suck me dry

Yell at me when I fuck up

And party while I cry

I look so big on paper

I feel so fucking small

Wanna die and you dont care

Just stride on down the hall



Suicide suicide

Read the paper, wonder why

Turn the light out, then you cry

Its your fault, you made me die



Touch me wont you touch me now

So frozen I cant love

When I was born my mama cried

And picked me up with gloves



Girls, they kick me in the eye

Want answers to the tests

When they get them they drive off

And leave me home to rest



Hold my head

Make me warm

Tell me I am loved

Give me hope

Let me cry

Make me feel

Give me touch



The windows broken bleeding screaming

Lying in the hall

Im gone no one remembers me

A picture on the wall

"he was such a bright boy

The future in his hands"

or a spineless human pinball

Shot around by your demands



Suicide suicide

Goin to sleep and when I die

Youll look up and realize

Then look down and wipe your eyes

Then go back to your stupid lives

Aw shit