Jimmy Webb - Highpockets lyrics

With your blue Levi's turned up instead of under And your striped T-shirt washed instead of ironed Oh, you're squinting cause you left your gla**es Lying in one of your cla**es Highpockets Why do you hold your books against your chest? Why don't you ever seem to do your best? Don't you want to be beautiful? Don't you want to make money someday? You're throwing your future away Highpockets With your clipboard waving flags of tattered papers And your one short pencil chewed almost in two Oh, your green stained knees and combat boot shoes Play newspapers full of good news Highpockets Why don't get a grip upon yourself? Why don't you act like everybody else? Don't you want to be likeable? Don't you want to make money someday? You're throwing your future away Highpockets A boy with your ability Should already know what he wants to be But you'll dream about flying And average a C And go off to war With your runny nose all red from too much blowing And your messy homework paper just half done Oh, you dropped your lunch bag in the gutter Ketchup in the peanut bu*ter Highpockets Why don't you get a zip-up notebook, boy? And don't treat the family baby like a toy Don't you want to be beautiful? Don't you want to make money someday You're throwing your future away Highpockets Why don't you go on home?