On Results Day
Everything flipped around on results day
The mr know-it-alls took motivational notes
The class clowns finally ran out of joke
Teachers who were begging us to listen with no control
Started dishing out I told you so looks on results day
Bullies began beating themselves up
The nerd went mainstream
Popularity was synonymous with intelligence on results day
We used to bully those guy you know the type
Socially awkward hates confrontation
Straight to an authority figure to resolve the hype
The type to close the night
With their hear buried in long division
Literally sleeping on it
Probably why it all made sense in class
We were screwing up empty sheets of homework
To throw it at them when they pulled theirs out
Before the teacher asked
Probably why they passed with flying colors
While we were trying to look fly in colors a size too big
Its funny how our social status went up from hand me downs
We'd imitate the nerds we didn't have the patience to become
As we'd gather round a six pack
Of stolen beer cans getting the low down
On who lost their virginity whose phone got jacked
As we passed round the can full of that super power called I'm grown now
We got our concept of grown from those living their second childhood
Still sagging trousers
Most of the cool kids wanted to be grown soo bad
Now that they are grown they're childish
Do you ever envy the prowess
Of the nerds you didn't have the patience to become
One of the reasons they failed to make friends
The world is run by them now
They haven't forgotten the hell we gave them
The mr know-it-alls took motivational notes
The class clowns finally ran out of joke
Teachers who were begging us to listen with no control
Started dishing out I told you so looks on results day
Bullies began beating themselves up
The nerd went mainstream
Popularity was synonymous with intelligence on results day
We used to bully those guy you know the type
Socially awkward hates confrontation
Straight to an authority figure to resolve the hype
The type to close the night
With their hear buried in long division
Literally sleeping on it
Probably why it all made sense in class
We were screwing up empty sheets of homework
To throw it at them when they pulled theirs out
Before the teacher asked
Probably why they passed with flying colors
While we were trying to look fly in colors a size too big
Its funny how our social status went up from hand me downs
We'd imitate the nerds we didn't have the patience to become
As we'd gather round a six pack
Of stolen beer cans getting the low down
On who lost their virginity whose phone got jacked
As we passed round the can full of that super power called I'm grown now
We got our concept of grown from those living their second childhood
Still sagging trousers
Most of the cool kids wanted to be grown soo bad
Now that they are grown they're childish
Do you ever envy the prowess
Of the nerds you didn't have the patience to become
One of the reasons they failed to make friends
The world is run by them now
They haven't forgotten the hell we gave them
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Writer(s): Reuben Braithwaite
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