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