Had a gaggle of friends in high school
i know none of them now
cleared my memory of them
Here's what i heard through the rumour mill
'so and so's' a lawyer
'you know who's' a nurse
'what's his name' got murdered
jim now wears a dress and carries a purse
The one 'voted most likeley to succeed'
now works at dairy queen
the jock that used to beat me up daily
now sells his ass to men for money
Me, i play in a punk rock band
don't see it as a fault
i may not be the richest
but i'm doing what i want