School Songbook Part II

Back by unpopular demand, the Hampstead School Songbook is here for a second edition.

Smells Like Teen Spirits (Behind the Bikeshed)
Load up on nuggs, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word.

Hello (x6)

Whh th lhhts uht, hts lhss dhnhus
Hhr w hr nhh, ehnerhner nu
I fhhl sthphd nh chnhghhs
Hhhr wh hhr nhh, ehnerhner nu
A nhrnhrnh
An nhrnhrnh
A nhrnhrnh
Mh lhrbhrdhur

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this toke I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello (x6)

Whh th lhhts uht, hts lhss dhnhus
Hhr w hr nhh, ehnerhner nu
I fhhl sthphd nh chnhghhs
Hhhr wh hhr nhh, ehnerhner nu
A nhrnhrnh
An nhrnhrnh
A nhrnhrnh
Mh lhrbhrdhur

And I forget just why I waste
My time, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, never mind
Hello (x6)

Whh th lhhts uht, hts lhss dhnhus
Hhr w hr nhh, ehnerhner nu
I fhhl sthphd nh chnhghhs
Hhhr wh hhr nhh, ehnerhner nu
A nhrnhrnh
An nhrnhrnh
A nhrnhrnh
Mh lhrbhrdhur

Creep (By RadioHead)
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was szpecial
You're so very szpecial

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want no perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're not very szpecial
I wish I was szpecial

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

Another Brick in the Wall
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another prick in the hall.
All in all you're just another prick in the hall

Basket Case (Because he is one)
Do you have the time
To listen to me whine
About nothing and everything in
Assembly
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
I need to leave the phone
No doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Am I just stoned?

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She says it's the results
That's bringing me down
I went to a moor
He said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cause
It's bringing him down

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?

Grasping to control
So I better hold on

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Am I just stoned?