RAVE SKOOL

Gary grew up in a small, shitty town And take a look where he is now Oh, in another shitty town Rave on, my son You couldn't go to rave skool Nah you were too cool for that Nah, you were laughing stock of the town And you were nicknamed after the drug you were taking That's pretty low, innit Gary had moves Like you'd never seen before And I'm not just saying that He's not He would clear the floor And they would stand by the door And record him Tossers Rave on, my son You may have looked like a fool Cause you didn't go to rave skool But the corner sitters are the real fools Sitting in the corner looking like a bunch of tools Playing by the rules Gay Everyone's raving about rave skool Well, Gary turned out okay, he's not gay Oh, by the way, I saw him yesterday Rave on, my son You couldn't go to rave skool Nah you were too cool for that Nah, you were laughing stock of the town And you were nicknamed after the drug you were taking That's pretty low man That's right Everyone's raving About rave skool