Swass Life
Eight-fifty in the morning and I'm ready for class Mr Guidry says
he can't wait to see all of my swass Daniel's already playing
screamer notes in his oomeeyah shirt Samson's sitting out because he got
his shoulder hurt Five minutes in and Tino's already glistening because his
Arm and Hammer deodorant is missing
Declan just pooped but he doesn't know teeter tech Josh gave a
listen now the top two are back in Mr.
Guidry says we're playing with no feet but Harry has a habit
of taking a step and it's not neat Thirty-six to thirty-eight everyone's
horns up but Declan is saved when Doctor Oliver shows up
It's a swassy life we live in the sun
(sweating through the days) Fighting through the heat until the damage is
done (yeah)
It's been forty something years since the last drop of water drank
but the band has swevrything and the gooch fan isn't in sight
Finally we're saved and the damage is done but the ER decide
it's time to have fun
The practice room is full of sweaty shirtless dudes and the grapefruit
Guidry wipes are flying everywhere
Josh Dave calls us and says to hurry up but Declan is
in his underwear his pants can't be found anywhere
John walks through the hall and glances inside and the bones have
to find a way to run and hide
It's ten twenty-four and the fan don't work no more
Our clothes are a darker shade but the cool polar plunge on
my back made it okay
We made it out with seconds to spare as the basement band
begins to prepare Sad to say stinky McGee is nowhere but it's
chill like Rushil cause we almost lost to Rockhill Fighting through the
sun sweat drips down my swack I feel like Iron Man the
way my chest is turning black
It's a swassy life