In the four corner classroom surrounded with a gloom
There are group of friends scented with a bloom
Pissing each is always their hobby
The word sadness is not in their vocabulary
Going to the canteen buying nothing
Heading to the C.R doing nothing
Just sit in the corner and start talking
That is much better than any doing
They always found theirselve's in a certain corner
Holding their tummy while bursting into laughter
Stomping their feet's while wiping your tears
They will give you a laughter that you can't bear
I can't climb a tree with such tall
I can't even walk in China's Great Wall
But this is what I promise to all
I'll be your friend ti'll the last leaf fall
