Little boy, in your room reading books 
Little boy, in the classroom drawing pictures 
In the margins 
Of your math homework 
In the margins 
Of your English papers 
And I swear everything will be alright, it’ll be alright 

Hey there kid, how’s it going in class 
Are you workin hard? What’s your grade point average? 
Are you measuring up 
To your full potential 
Are you measuring up 
To be who you’d really like to be 
And I swear everything will be alright, it’ll be alright 

You are just a hole in my shoe 
You are just a rock in my sock 
So why don’t I just try to grow up? 
So why don’t I just give it a [bad word] try?