Lindsey Swinehart Westside Hell Lyrics

Westside Hell Lyrics

Wake up late. Miss breakfast again.
Barely make it to the bus stop on
time.
Almost get run over by the frikin' bus.
I yell,"You idiot! What are
you, blind?!

Don't matter though. Soon I'm at school.
Slip on the
sidewalk on the way in.
Finally make it to my locker.
Then hear,"Wheres
your ID kid?!"

Hey Mom and Dad...
Can I be a middle school
drop-out?


(CHORUS)
Cause I hate school!
It's really tough when
you're not smart OR cool.
Oh what I would give, not to live,
by Westside
Hell.


Gym class brings B.O. and mortification.
Good thing I catch
a nap in reading class.
Bout' ready to tell my Algebra teacher,
to take
his stupid text book and shove it up his a**.

Day is almost over, thank
God. Thank God.
Now I get to bring home all this homework.
But the school
day just isn't complete,
till' I'm called a b**** by atleast one
jerk.

Hey Mom and Dad.....
Please let me be a middle school
drop-out.


(CHORUS)
Cause I hate school!
It's so awful to sit
in History and drool.
Oh what I would do, not to have to,
go to Westside
Hell.

God I hate school.......