Solo:
Dearly beloved, we gather here
To pray for our souls.
This class blows!
No one comprehends
The crap we're learning
From Ms Johnson
Even now, when most people's thoughts are in...
In that little town of Bethlehem.
I find that I
Just want to die in
La classe... precalc.
Others:
La classe precalc!
La classe precalc!
La classe precalc!
(etc.)
Solo:
From stuff like logarithms
Polar vectors
Half-life, scalars, and dot product
Co-ordinate planes
And those exponents
From notebook checks, failing grades
We're all insane
This is bad...
And remember
December
This is not the end here
We've got two more weeks
I know it reeks
But if anyone speaks
Against block scheduling
Folks will say that they are mad...
We hate learning all about properties of sine
Straight line!
I'm wasting my time!
Triangle graphs!
Where's plus?
Or just minue?
I'm getting really sad!
La classe precalc-
"Waiter":
And what's in here?
Chorus:
Sweat and tears!
We sit in this class here where
Ev'rything is new!
We learn crazy theorems
And sine and cosine too!
We're hating Ms Johnson cos
Ev'ryone's failing when
A's are our normal!
La classe precal!
La classe precalc!
La classe precalc!
(etc.)
Solo:
Is anyone passing this math class?
Chorus:
La classe precalc!
Solo:
Why are we taking this math class?
Chorus:
La classe precalc!
Solo:
Just like this song
The class is too long!
The opposite of math isn't English!
It's happiness!
Chorus:
La classe precalllllll...
J'deteste la class precalc!