Dont you think that
its boring how people talk
Making smart with their
words again, well Im bored
Because Im doing this
for the thrill of it, killin it
Never not chasing a million
things I want
And I am only as young
as the minute is full of it
Getting pumped up from
the little bright things
I bought
But I know theyll never own me
(Yeah)
Baby be the class clown
Ill be the beauty queen in tears
Its a new art form showing
people how little we care (yeah)
Were so happy, even when
were smilin out of fear
Lets go down to
the tennis court, and
talk it up like yeah (yeah)
Pretty soon Ill be getting
on my first plane
Ill see the veins of
my city like they do in space
But my heads filling up
fast with the wicked games
up in flames
How can I fuck with
the fun again, when Im known
And my boys trip me up with
their heads again, loving them
Everythings cool when were
all in line for the throne
But I know its not forever
(Yeah)
Baby be the class clown
Ill be the beauty queen
in tears
Its a new art form showing
people how little we care (yeah)
Were so happy, even when
were smilin out of fear
Lets go down to the tennis court
and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
It looked alright
in the pictures (yeah)
Getting caughts half
of the trip though, isnt it? (yeah)
I fall apart with
all my heart (yeah)
And you can watch
from your window (yeah)
[laughs]
And you can watch
from your window
Baby be the class clown
Ill be the beauty queen in tears
Its a new art form showing
people how little we care (yeah)
Were so happy, even when
were smilin out of fear
Lets go down to
the tennis court
and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up
like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up
like yeah (yeah)
Lets go down
to the tennis court
and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up
like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
Lets go down to
the tennis court
and talk it up like yeah
(Yeah)
