Mister Glassman

Mister Glassman
Let's paint a picture: you're in class
The teacher writes the notes too fast
And there's a boy who sits in back
Who's too afraid to raise his hand
And ask if she can slow it down
So nervously he looks around
Can't bare to stand out in the crowd
And he's only gotten half the notes now
The school bell rings and he feels deflated
He looks at his hand, he should've raised it
His biggest fear, he should've faced it
And now he's lost inside the pages
He might be there but you'd never notice
Got a lot to say but he's soft spoken
He's a book that just isn't open
A tiny ripple in a stormy ocean

Glassman, Mister Glassman
Glass...man
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft-spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft-spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman
A few years later, and now it's prom season
Mister Glass isn't going, unless he has a reason
There's a cutie in his class that he likes a lot
But he's afraid to ask, because they've never talked
Plus if she says yes, what's he gonna do?
Doesn't have a car, dude, he's screwed
He doesn't feel cool, he's too subdued
And he's scared to meet her parents too
Boohoo, just another chance he blew
Cause theres too many things going on in his head
And he's always in his head thinking too far ahead
Could've gone to prom
But instead he lays in bed
Thinkin' of all the things that he left unsaid till he's red
Silly, Mister Glass, the world has a way
But now I'm sure you've heard many people say:
'You miss every opportunity you don't take'
Don't be shy, kid, make your own fate

Glassman, Mister Glassman
Glass...man
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft-spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft-spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman
Now Mister Glass is older, and he's doing just fine
Yeah, he made it through high school
Even though he was shy
He's got a group of good friends, and his future is bright
And he still gets sad, but he's happy with his life
Remember when he didn't ask that cutie to prom?
Well, now he's got a couple kids
And they're calling her mom,
And remember when he couldn't raise his hand in class?
Well now he's up on stage in front of fans, rappin' fast
But he still gets scared and he still gets nervous
Cause you gotta fear the waves if you wanna go surfin'
Nothin' is for certain
Like does cursive have a purpose?
Was it worth it that you learned it?
Probably not, I don't know, I digress
But the point I'm tryna stress
Is we're all just made of glass
Even when we're at our best
We can break, we can splinter
Disappear or lose our temper
Even if you think you're bulletproof
I am glass, and so are you

Glassman, Mister Glassman
Glass...man
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft-spoken!
You never notice glass unless its broken!
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft-spoken!
You never notice glass unless its broken!
Its hard to get by when you're feelin' so shy
You gotta keep on movin' just a step at a time
Mister Glassman
He's really soft-spoken!
You never notice glass unless its broken!
Mista'
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Shooby doo wop
Shooby doo way
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Woppity wop
(Mister Glassman)
He's really soft-spoken!
(Mister Glassman)
Mister Glassman!
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