8Th Grade

Take a little trip with me back to Junior High

Set the time machine to 1975

We'd just found iut that momma's gonna have another kid

Back in the 8th grade

Remember the days when life was not so mysterious

Follow me down the hall to the cafeteria

Where the worst thing I could mess up

Was dipping yesterday's corn dog in last week's ketchup

Back in the 8th grade

Why does the past always seem safer?

Maybe because at least we know we made it

And why do we worry about the future?

When every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it

You can believe it, yeah, just like the 8th grade

Step out into the hall and feel the moment pass

Slam the locker, there's the bell, we're runnin' to class

'Cause Mr. Jackson told us, „Don't be late for geometry again”

We're back in the 8th grade

I drop my books, sit down and mess with my hair

Suzie looks at me and smiles, I'm walkin' on air

Then I hear my name, I missed the question, I mumble somethin'

The class is laughing, oh I have the 8th grade

Why does the past always seem safer?

Maybe because at least we know we made it

And why do we worry about the future?

When every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it

You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th grade

Why does the past always seem safer?

Maybe because at least we know we made it

And why do we worry about the future?

When every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it

You can believe it, yeah, just like the 8th grade

You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th grade