Ghettosocks:
This is last day of school and my flat's staying full
I just pa**ed shop cla** cause my ashtray was cool
Math teacher was an a** tossed the match at the fool
Clean locker watch my textbooks splash in the pool
Timbuktu:
Food fights in the cla**rooms [inaudible]
Crack open the yearbook in the jacuzz
Little captions that capture the madness of your year
Ghettosocks:
Jocks and geeks both throw me high fives
If you give me that look then I'll baloney that eye
Jeremiah don't go on that side
We be honkin' at the skirts when the homies drive by
Timbuktu:
No we won't multiply kiss homework goodbye
No homeroom report, yo we going outside
Born to ignore your authority, why?
We be sleeping in mornings, keep it goin' all night
Hook:
School's out for summer
Ghettosocks:
Sippin' on a tab keepin' chickens in the lab
Peace signs in my mouth while I'm licking at the gla**
Free tickets to see Kiss Gene Simmons is the man
Thanks Pops Dad's cool 'cause he's living in a van
With the sides airbrushed with an image of Japan
And wolf with a half naked woman looking' tan
What's up with the eight track spinnin' Supertramp
He lent me the keys, he's auditioning for bands
Timbuktu:
Waiting for the bell to ring's making me a mental case
Almost time to celebrate throw away the pencil case
Tell 'em to their face, these teachers, they hella fake
Not until I see my final marks, though – better wait
Til it's safe to facilitate the mili –Break
Out the eight tracks, bush bast (?) elevate
Bands rockin' keg stands, droppin' hits (really brave)
Fleet from the roof into the pool where I hallucinate
Hook:
School's out for summer
Ghettosocks:
All year they run my a** like a Nazi regime
In six minutes I'll be off in the street
Bottle rockets in my backpack, if I'm gettin' weed
I'll hold an entire (?) gram bag just for blowing off steam
Timbuktu:
You know what that means, got to do an OE
The girl's gotta lie down just to do up those jeans
Rollin,' we are getting loaded so please don't say the word curfew I gotta go pee
Ghettosocks:
Weave through the halls with a hundred other fools
Kids maimed when they fall like they running with the bulls
If you're from another school, get pummeled and abused
Cause the summertime is coming, not the [?] the rules
Timbuktu:
Yeah, me too, can't wait to get my own place
Where I'll take chicks to third then slide to home plate
Spit with an accent like Dana Dane mabe
I keep getting older but they stay the same age
Hook:
School's out for summer