Afraid to grade
Wouldn’t it be fun
Cross, says loss
Wouldn’t it be fun
Wet your bed
Wouldn’t it be fun
Song felt numb
Wouldn’t it be fun
Your eyes, teacher said
Your eyes, teacher said
Your eyes, teacher said
Preacher said
Don’t have nothing for you
Spell the smell
Wouldn’t it be fun
Search for church
Wouldn’t it be fun
Wet your bed
Wouldn’t it be fun
Cold in gold (Cold in coals)
Wouldn’t it be fun
