Tuna Taco

I go to school I have no friends
I cannot find a pink IV
I've a field day full of worms
Take a peek it's not your turn

Tell it to your sisters pass
The taco smell that's on your hands
Home from school where's the head
Because my thought's with the dead

Hit my head, hit my head
Hit my head upside the bed
Tuna taco around the bed
I think I'll take a bus instead