In my High School, we separate the rich from the rest
Those who wear rags from those who only wear the best
An' in my High School, they hold assemblies for the football team,
But never for the kids with different dreams
An' we've got jocks and we've got smokers, rednecks an' jokers:
There's a category for us all
An' we struggle with our homework, our teachers an' their rules
Yeah, they just think we're adolescent fools

In my High School, there's some who think they're tough as they can be
But when I look in their eyes, all I see is insecurity
An' in my High School, there's some who'll wait, then there's some who won't
Some that cross those lines an' some that don't
We've got ac-heads an' we've got rebels; mostly saints, sometimes devils:
You see them walkin' up an' down the hall
An' they struggle with their boyfriends, their girlfriends an' their maths,
An' they long for the bell that gets them out of class
In my High School

We laugh, we cry;
We fall, we fly
Sometimes we wonder why we're even here
We pass, we fail;
An' only time will tell,
If we'll ever make it through these teenage years

In my High School, there's some who study for their entrance exams
Some who just wanna play guitar in some rock 'n roll band
An' in my High School, the seniors just cannot wait for June
But they don't realise that we grow up way too soon
They'll be doctors, they'll be lawyers; teachers an' warriors,
An' they'll live out their dreams, big and small
And they'll struggle with their jobs; with their husbands an' their wives,
An' they'll talk about "the best days of their lives",
In my High School
In my High School
In my High School
In my High School