I would like to call myself gifted
  But for me they use a completely different word
  Bright, intelligent, studious, or learned?
  Oh no! They call me Nerd
    In vain I wish I could make fun of their white hats
  Bullroar! I know, that would be absurd
  So I'm just stuck with getting shoved in lockers
  Oh no! Here they come after the Nerd
    Oh I wish I were a jock
  Cuz then I'd get all the girls
  Oh I wish I were a jock
  Cuz then I'd be the king of the world
    Getting stomped on leaves quite an impression
  I always leave shaken, feeling like a tird
  In my periforal vision a troop of bouncing white hats
  Oh no! Here they come after the Nerd
    Now limping down the hall past all the girls
  I hear them snickering, but to me not a word
  I see them giggling and pointing at me
  Cuz I'm the Nerd