The fight song melodies
Play inside of everybody's head
And peaceful dreams are left
To languish at the foot of unmade beds
Oh, do I have a chance?
You're such a pretty girl
I'll stay 'til you're convinced
There's evil in this world
So bring your charts and graphs
Brightly colored scrapbooks made with care
But everything ends up
Scattered at the bottom of the stairs
Oh, do I have a chance?
You're such a pretty girl
I'll stay 'til you're convinced
There's evil in this world