Take a trip with me back to Junior High Set the time to 1975 We'd just found out that momma's gonna another kid Back in the 8th
Remember the days life was not so mysterious Follow me the hall to the cafeteria Where the worst thing I mess up Was dipping yesterday's corn dog in last week's Back in the 8th
Why the past always seem safer? Maybe because at least we we made it And why do we worry the future? When every day will come just the way the ordained it You can believe it, yeah, like the 8th grade
Step out into the and feel the moment pass Slam the locker, the bell, we're runnin' to class 'Cause Mr. Jackson us,"Don't be late for geometry again" back in the 8th grade
I drop my books, sit down and mess with my Suzie looks at me and smiles, I'm on air Then I hear my name, I missed the question, I mumble The class is laughing, oh I the 8th grade
Why the past always seem safer? Maybe because at we know we made it And why do we worry the future? When every day will come just the way the Lord it You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th
Why the past always seem safer? Maybe at least we know we made it And why do we worry about the When every day come just the way the Lord ordained it You can it, yeah, just like the 8th grade You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th