“Whoa! AP Kareoke at Southwest! Who should I take? George. And… Alex!”

“Eghn.”

1,3,5…9!

OH SNaP, get your pencils ready it’s about to go down (Molly, yeah)

Everybody in AP Chem get your calculator (Molly, yeah)

But be ready to screw with Jake

Cause we’re partying in the gay rage

I’m in a box (I’m in a box)

I’m in a box (I’m in a box)

Alex hates my guts so she put me in a box (In a box)

I’m in a box (I’m in a box)

I’m in box

I’m dead and I’m alive up in Schrodinger’s box

I’m in a box mother father, Ole baby

I’m on my way to hell with no vending machines

I asked you not to throw me, ear vacuuming rocks,

I can’t be like Jared Sturgell cause I’m in a box!

All up in my koolaid, grape (grape)

I’m in a box, Flying (moles)

We’re saying goodbye to Sam

Cause we’re not even Cuban.

He put that troublemaker

In a full nelson.

I’m like a marble, in the Astrodome,

I want my dongle,

And my hips make, boys speak Mexican!

And the hippo, is getting me all wet!

But this ain’t honors Chem, carbon and nitrogen!

I’m in a box, mother father, I’m so negative!

I’m in a box and,

I’m a strange child and

Sometimes Adler likes send me to Afghanistan

Chronologically freezing

You’re out of staples, eghn

I’m gonna gum your muffin

And I’ll smell through my chin.

Get me a taco and shake a lamb tail!

Ttfn, I’m in a box, stealing thunder. (thunder)

M&M’s, dirty pee, dorito bags (reproducing)

I’m in a box, can’t see Humphrey, Shelby Shelby, (Shelby)

I win every time, I’m Shelbyphobic.

Fork of God ruins all my stories (see me pout)

Blink three times, stomp your foot, raise your hand (up in the air)

Second Tuesday of every week Molly’s sick (baby chutes)

Like Dover Syndrome, I miss Walpole.

Yeah, me and Alex blood-thirsty fighters forever.

That’s the best BAM! Meter stick ever. (bam)

Adler

Don’t call on me! Oh (umbilical cord)

Ugly is the dominant trait

BBCWJ!

Ron should have married Ginny,

All’s fair in love and Chemistry.

I’m in a box

I’m in a box

Doodle with your noodle cause I’m stuck in a box (what’s up)

I’m in a box

I’m in a box

Don’t be a lightning bug, I’m calling you Jacob! (patterns molly, molly, patterns)

Spoken:

Stop making music! I don’t like you! I should’ve ended you yesterday!