Racing the Bell

{ticking

clock sound effects} {frantic acoustic

guitar strumming} Wait, what time is it?

Oh no... {gasp}

My alarm didn't ring,

it's a quarter to eight

I'm throwing on shoes and I know that I'm late

Left sock is green and the right one is blue

I can't find my keys,

oh what am I gonna do?

{fast acoustic rhythm strumming}

Running down the driveway,

tripping on the street

Heavy heavy backpack, heavy on my feet

{snare drum rolls building up} And the bell is gonna ring before

I make it to the gate

Every single second is a battle with my fate

Yeah I'm flying down the sidewalk,

praying for a green light I'm the master of disaster

and I'm running out of time!

{soaring vocal line}

I see the yellow bus turning on the block

I'm sprinting like a runner but I'm racing with the clock My

binder is open, papers flying in the wind

This is a tragedy before the day can even begin

(ahhhh) Running down the hallway,

slipping on the floor

I can see the handle

of the homeroom door

{tension building drum roll} And the bell is gonna ring before I

make it to the gate

Every single second is a battle with my fate

Yeah I'm flying down the sidewalk,

praying for a green light I'm the master of disaster

and I'm running out of time!

{soaring vocal line with vocal harmonies} {bell rings loudly}

{footsteps running} {door creaking open} Made it...

(gasping

for

air) Oh, wait.

It's Saturday.

{light acoustic guitar strum

resolves to single chord}