Two sets of problems only push me forward
To hold them back until after 4a.m.
Here's to living once,
Here's to living proud,
Here's to six yellow buses,
Driving the smartest kids around.
But please don't wreck!
It'd be a national crisis, with all due respect.
"We are America's bright future
And all we want you to do is
Light up the screen!"
And we started childish chants
Just to show you what we meant.
This is over two to the power of fifteen
Dollars that we pay to keep our futures clean,
Going to popcorn and sodas
And a bought out midnight screening.
With so much intelligence in three hundred seats,
We were being as mindless as we could possibly be.
Because we are iron men with hearts of solid gold
And souls made of youthfulness that's never getting old.
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