Happy times are times when
you cut school early to get a frosty, then
get lost on your way to Wendy's.
But you do not care 'cause the radio is playing
and your friends are in the car, sitting in seats beside you.
When you come back to campus
stomachs full, brains frozen, you just laugh and brag
to everyone else who didn't cut class.
You change for practice hoping you don't barf it up
while running some suicides.
