So What You Got A Masters Thats What Im Here For
The Only Reason You Beat Me To It Its Cause You Were Born In Centuries Before.

You Think You Know It All And Get Mad When We Correct You.
You Go To Yelling And Bragging And Tell Us That Tomorrow The Paper's Due.

It's Supposed To Be A Lecture And You Make It A Presidential Speech.
We Start Dozing Off And Dropping Heads And In Dier Need For Sleep.

This Class That's Just An Hour You Make It Seem Like 3.
And I Know The Others Feel It, I Know It's Not Just Me.

I Sit In The Front Row Because All The Back Seats Were Taken.
Next Term I'll Go On Rate My Professor So I'm Not Mistaken.

Its A Great School, Great Course But My Professor Is Full Of Slack.
Next Time He Asks If Anyone Is Listening I'm Yelling Out "YOU'RE WHACK".!!