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