Highpockets - Jimmy Webb

With your blue Levi’s turned up instead of under

And your striped T-shirt washed instead of ironed

Oh, you’re squinting cause you left your glasses

Lying in one of your classes

Highpockets

Why do you hold your books against your chest?

Why don’t you ever seem to do your best?

Don’t you want to be beautiful?

Don’t you want to make money someday?

You’re throwing your future away

Highpockets

With your clipboard waving flags of tattered papers

And your one short pencil chewed almost in two

Oh, your green stained knees and combat boot shoes

Play newspapers full of good news

Highpockets

Why don’t get a grip upon yourself?

Why don’t you act like everybody else?

Don’t you want to be likeable?

Don’t you want to make money someday?

You’re throwing your future away

Highpockets

A boy with your ability

Should already know what he wants to be

But you’ll dream about flying

And average a C

And go off to war

With your runny nose all red from too much blowing

And your messy homework paper just half done

Oh, you dropped your lunch bag in the gutter

Ketchup in the peanut butter

Highpockets

Why don’t you get a zip-up notebook, boy?

And don’t treat the family baby like a toy

Don’t you want to be beautiful?

Don’t you want to make money someday

You’re throwing your future away

Highpockets

Why don’t you go on home?