Ephraim Bugumba - Class Clown Lyrics

Rolling stone keep rolling
Pretty little pictures never made it to the walls
I, Stare gazing feeling jolly
Pro'bly shouldn't, but I did
And I've been banging on the door but won't nobody open
Screaming at the top of my lungs
I've been running out of time feeling mighty hopeless
Screaming at the top of my lungs
We used to keep it real in the sippy cup
But now it's sweet poison in the sippy cup
9 to 5, times no mans friend
Yeah we're running wild
Pay your bills
9 to 5 (Yeah)

All I hear them say is
Late night, play ground , play nice, sleep tight
Late night, play ground , play nice, sleep tight

Yeah, keep it lowkey don't let them see your crown
Keep your halo in disguise
Seen this portion in the syllabus
Don't let them see your eyes keep them covered when you cry
And I've been writing all these songs telling many stories
Hope that some day you realize that I kept the twinkle in my stars
Got my paper plane still aiming at Mars

All I hear them say is
Late night, play ground , play nice, sleep tight
Late night, play ground , play nice, sleep tight

I still remember it was 5th grade
Me and the boys Mandela
Billy , praise Him, 5th grade
Nothing could go wrong like when Naledi loved Preshan
We were just kids how could we ever see those red flags
No regrets, yeah
KY said , NYC , will never be like Chi-Town
But in LA and San Fran yeah they show me love
Don't get it twisted I've been waiting for this moment my whole life