I don’t cause teachers trouble, my grades have been OK,
I listen in my classes, and I’m in school every day.
My teachers think I’m average, my parents think so, too.
I wish I didn’t know that, ’cause there’s lots I’d like to do.
I’d like to build a rocket – I have a book that tells you how,
Or start a stamp collection. Well, no use in trying now.
’Cause since I found I’m average, I’m just smart enough you see,
To know there’s nothing special I should expect of me.
I’m part of that majority, that bump part of the bell,
Who spends his life unnoticed in an average kind of hell.