Judgement Day

banging our heads against the wall

who's to say we learned it all

the teachers try and try again

to have us learn all that we can

and this is our judgement day

hung over and tired as hell

we can't wait to hear the bell

that lets us walk out, free

to be who we want to be

but this is our judgement day

late nights and lots of caffeine

we're tired, cranky and a little bit mean

though, we're sorry after it's over

because we've just been bent over

screw you. this, our judgement day

going through line after line

we're racing to beat out the time

yes, no, a, b, or c

it finally all makes sense to me

Glory, Hallelujah, this is our judgement day