I remember second grade
We were up 3 to 1 in the second half
Timmy tripped some kid
His mom got so mad
She ran out on the field and kneed that referee in the balls
We had to forfeit the game…
WE BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF TIMMY!
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
Early Saturdays
All you can hear In the local parks:
“GET THE BALL! IN THE NET! GET THE BALL IN THE NET!”
Some little kids who shot
Get his voice, on the ball
Gets hit in the head, gets the H.O.R.S.E.,
“IT’S ONLY A GAME, YOU!”
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
Oh, can we be mature?
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