Текст песни Weed Is Bad - Original Cast Recording

I′d just like to take one moment to thank my two fathers
Who've been so supportive of me in all of my endeavors
Thanks dads!
We hate losers (No one likes a loser!)
Which is why, we discipline
God hates losers (But he loves you)
Because losers do not know how to win
And we have faith in you, honey
Yes we do (Yes we do!) go get em′!
I hope you can love me, America
I'm gunning for first prize!
Here's why you should love me, America
My needs I cannot over-emphasize
I make myself crazy
Being what my dads hope I′ll be
But what about me, dads?
What about me
Jesus Christ!
What about me
(Practice your breathing, Logan)
So I practice yoga, I don′t breathe
I try not to dissapoint, but still I
Dissapoint the dads who my friends mock
Kids are mean, kids'll talk
All my so-called friends roll their eyes
They′re incredibly petty
Because my dads are my dads and alright enough already
Woe is me
Woe is me
Which is why I've gotta win this spelling bee
Take a picture for her BM (Logainne: Dad! Dan: Don′t call her BM, Carl!)
I'm sorry, her birth mother (Peggy Jenkins!)
Who will be very proud if she could see you spell!
My birth mother lives in Kansas, MO
In a trailer, in a park (tornadoes)
Every now and then she sends a card
Life, and men, she writes, are hard
She would like to meet me when I′m grown and I've burst like a comet
But I'm so stressed, by my stress
I just wanna up and vomit
Woe is me
Woe is me
Which is why I′ve gotta win this spelling -
Be smart, be cool, be an adult
Be remarkably a joy in social situations
Woe is me, woe is me (Be smart be cool, be smart be cool, be smart be cool, be smart be -)
Which is why I′ve gotta win (which is why she's gotta win)
This spelling (this spelling)
Bee (bee x3)