Always strong-willed
Found all my lessons such a bore
Sleeping, I never would learn
I wanted thrills
Fun and parties, and more
They could please, so from school I would turn

Sought a music career
The fame would come soon, I'd no fear

Until the day
Until I needed some pay
There was one way to grasp pie in the sky
One job I could try
In sorrow, serving fries

Science I shunned, it's no fun
But stacking burger buns
It's boring far beyond compare
The world and his wife every night
Would come here expecting a bite
This job's more than I can bear

It's so dreary I fear
I want to stay home and drink beer

Until my fame
Until world knows my name
Until they say it's not pie in the sky
There's one job, no surprise
In sorrow, serving fries