Go, go
Go, go
Verse
I'm waiting for my porno to load
My brain is gonna freakin' explode
And now, of course, it's time to hit the road
Which means I'll be uncomfortable all day
But that really isn't such a change
If I'm not feeling weird or super strange
My life would be in utter disarray
'Cause freaking out is my okay
Good morning time to start the day!
Go, go
Go, go
Verse
Should I take a bus or walk instead?
I feel my stomach filling up with dread
When I get nervous my whole face goes red
Dude, weigh the options calmly and be still
A junior on the bus is killer weak
But if I walk when I arrive I'm gonna straight up reek
And my boxers will be bunchy and my pits will leak
Ugh, God, I wish I had the skill
To just be fine and cool and chill
I don't wanna be a hero
Just wanna stay in the line
I'll never be your Rob DeNiro
For me Joe Pesci is fine
So I follow my own rules
And I use them as my tools
To stay alive
I don't wanna be special, no, no
I just wanna survive
Go, go
Go, go
Verse
I navigate the dangerous hall
Focus on a poster there on the wall
Avoiding any eye contact at all
And trying hard to remain unseen
The poster's closer now, what does it say?
It's a sign-up for the after-school play
It's a sign-up sheet for getting called gay
And that's not what I need right now
End scene
I hang a left and there's
Christine
Christine
Christine
Christine Canigula
Christine
Verse
Well, that was smooth
Yeah, that was super pimp
My Mac Daddy game couldn't be more limp
No time to wallow, no, instead,
Just clear your brain and move ahead
Accept that you're one of those guys
Who'll be a virgin 'til he dies
I don't wanna be a baller
Just want some skills to count on
If my nuts were any smaller
They would be totally gone
If I continue at this rate
The only thing I'll ever date
Is my MacBook Pro hard drive
I don't wanna be Clooney, no, no
I just wanna survive
Michael!
Jeremy, my buddy
How's it hanging?
Lunch is banging
Had my sushi,
Got my slushie and more!
The roll was meki maki
And I'm feeling kinda cocky
'Cause that girl at Sev' Elev' gave me a generous pour
Oh, I'm listening to Marley
And the groove is sounding gnarly
And we're almost at the end of this song
Yeah, that was the end
Now tell me friend
How was class?
You look like ass
What's wrong?
Verse
Christine
Christine
Christine
Christine Canigula
Christine
Christine
Christine
Christine Canigula
Christine Canigula
Bridge
I feel my body moving through the air
See my converse walking over there
Take a shaky breath and I prepare
Who cares if people think I'm lame
Christine signed, I'll do the same
I grab the pen, I write my name
I'm never gonna be the cool guy
I'm more the one who's left out
Of all the characters at school
I am not the one who the story's about
Why can't someone just help me out
And teach me how to thrive
Help me to more than survive!
Outro
More than survive!
More than survive!
If this was an apocalypse
I would not need any tips
In how to stay alive
But since the zombie army's yet to descend
And the period is going to end
I'm just trying my best to pass the test and
Survive!
Survive!
Go, go
Go, go!