Wake up in the morning, feeling like Finn Hudson (Hey what up girl.) Grab my breakfast I’m out the door, I’m gonna hit McKinley. Before I leave, say goodbye to my super cool mom. ‘Cause when I leave this loser town, I ain’t coming back.
I’m talking Quinn’s out of the Cheerio’s, ohs. She’s gonna need new clothes, clothes. Rachel’s blowing up my phone, phone. Drop-topping, Fabray’s gonna have a baby, She’s always yelling at me, ee. Trying to make it to glee, ee.
Don’t stop, make it rock. Schuester, blow my speakers up. Tonight, I’mma fight till I get that note right. Tick, tock on the clock. But the believing don’t stop no. Oh oh oh oh. (x2)
Too many problems in the world, got all my glee friends. Ain’t got a job, no no, have no money to spend. And now Kurt is lining up cause he heard I got swagga, but I kick him to the curb unless he got a vagina.
I’m talking Mercedes getting crunk, crunk. Kurt trying to touch my junk, junk. Gonna smack him if he get too drunk, drunk. Now, now, we sing till they kick us out, out. Oh Sylvester shut us down, down, Sylvester shut us down, down. Sue, Sue, shut us
Quinnie, you build me up, you break me down. My heart, it pounds, yeah you got me. With my hands up, you got me now. You got my kid, yeah you got me.
Quinnie, you build me up, you break me down. My heart, it pounds, yeah you got me. With my hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up.
And we get home, I know that we won’t be home at all. This place we live, it is not where we belong. I miss who we were, and the town that we could call our own. Going back to get away, after everything has changed.
“All I ask of you is one thing: please don’t be cynical. I hate cynicism — it’s my least favorite quality and it doesn’t lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you’re kind, amazing things will happen.”—Conan O’Brien (via mikhailovna) (via emilyposts) (via apeasnpickleslife)