| 歌曲 | Straight A's |
| 歌手 | Dead Kennedys |
| 专辑 | Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death |
| Sixteen, on the honor roll | |
| I wish that i was dead | |
| Parents hate me, i got zits | |
| And bruises 'round my head | |
| Pressure's on to get good grades | |
| So i can be like them | |
| Do my homework all the time | |
| I can't go out just then | |
| People they ain't friends at all | |
| They tease and suck me dry | |
| Yell at me when i ******* up | |
| And party while i cry | |
| I look so big on paper | |
| I feel so ******* small | |
| Wanna die and you don't care | |
| Just stride on down the hall | |
| Suicide suicide | |
| Read the paper, wonder why | |
| Turn the light out, then you cry | |
| It's your fault, you made me die | |
| Touch me won't you touch me now | |
| So frozen i can't love | |
| When i was born my mama cried | |
| And picked me up with gloves | |
| Girls, they kick me in the eye | |
| Want answers to the tests | |
| When they get them they drive off | |
| And leave me home to rest | |
| Hold my head | |
| Make me warm | |
| Tell me i am loved | |
| Give me hope | |
| Let me cry | |
| Make me feel | |
| Give me touch | |
| The window's broken bleeding screaming | |
| Lying in the hall | |
| I'm gone no one remembers me | |
| A picture on the wall | |
| "he was such a bright boy | |
| The future in his hands＃" | |
| ◇or a spineless human pinball | |
| Shot around by your demands | |
| Suicide suicide | |
| Goin' to sleep and when i die | |
| You'll look up and realize | |
| Then look down and wipe your eyes | |
| Then go back to your stupid lives | |
| Aw *******t |
| Sixteen, on the honor roll | |
| I wish that i was dead | |
| Parents hate me, i got zits | |
| And bruises ' round my head | |
| Pressure' s on to get good grades | |
| So i can be like them | |
| Do my homework all the time | |
| I can' t go out just then | |
| People they ain' t friends at all | |
| They tease and suck me dry | |
| Yell at me when i up | |
| And party while i cry | |
| I look so big on paper | |
| I feel so small | |
| Wanna die and you don' t care | |
| Just stride on down the hall | |
| Suicide suicide | |
| Read the paper, wonder why | |
| Turn the light out, then you cry | |
| It' s your fault, you made me die | |
| Touch me won' t you touch me now | |
| So frozen i can' t love | |
| When i was born my mama cried | |
| And picked me up with gloves | |
| Girls, they kick me in the eye | |
| Want answers to the tests | |
| When they get them they drive off | |
| And leave me home to rest | |
| Hold my head | |
| Make me warm | |
| Tell me i am loved | |
| Give me hope | |
| Let me cry | |
| Make me feel | |
| Give me touch | |
| The window' s broken bleeding screaming | |
| Lying in the hall | |
| I' m gone no one remembers me | |
| A picture on the wall | |
| " he was such a bright boy | |
| The future in his hands" | |
| or a spineless human pinball | |
| Shot around by your demands | |
| Suicide suicide | |
| Goin' to sleep and when i die | |
| You' ll look up and realize | |
| Then look down and wipe your eyes | |
| Then go back to your stupid lives | |
| Aw t |