Well, we've got no choice All the girls and boys Makin' all that noise 'Cause they found new toys Well, we can't salute ya Can't find a flag If that don't suit ya That's a drag School's out for summer School's out forever School's been blown to pieces No more pencils No more books No more teacher's dirty looks Yeah! Well, we've got no class And we've got no principals And we've got no innocence We can't even think of a word that rhymes School's out for summer School's out forever School's been blown to pieces No more pencils No more books No more teacher's dirty looks Out for summer Out till fall We might not come Back at all School's out forever School's out for summer School's out with fever School's out completely

On the day we were supposed to leave You changed your mind at the station You had a nice apartment There was a good bar downstairs Your old friend worked there I'll go anyway, I'll go anyway They won't refund the ticket It's a good story But I don't want to live it alone Crash to take a chance I wanna live it out Look at you, I know I'm already dead No concrete adversity Only traps of our own actions How we wanted it to be Now I'm never gonna see you again You checked out Vertabrae by vertebrae Roll your way out of a coma Look up, the nurse is smiling What luck, the nurse is me Your old body is dead Your body's dead, you're a word instead In my sleep I repeat it It's a good story But I don't want to live it alone Crash to take a chance We were gonna live it out Look at you, you're already dead How will you remember me Digging ditches out of boredom Said you would never leave Now you're never gonna be here again You turned off Dum dum dum dum dum Sha la la la la Dum dum dum dum dum

Vacantly stood with these glazed eyes looking down, Blood lines, bubble in my cup think I'm fizzing out, Well I don't hear the sound as I'm reaching out to you, I'm not looking for the fix that I get used to. I get a little, I get a little, I get a little, Rusty. So won't you spare me some time, Doesn't it destroy your soul like it does mine? When nothing that we do is fine, Every high we get the lie that says the waters turned into wine. Well I've been twisting out, I've been twisting out the screws, And I'm not looking for the fix that I got used to, I get a little, I get a little, I get a little, Rusty. I get a little, I get a little, I get a little, Rusty. Chasing rabbits down holes as the Church cheer watching me, The yellow brick road to know where I know as there I go, Seen the road, seen the road, seen the road lead to nowhere before. I get a little, I get a little, I get a little, Rusty. I get a little, I get a little, I get a little, Rusty.