• The end of school is very near,
    To the beginning of summer, the end of the year.
    In the summer skies, where the sun is high,
    With the silhouettes of birds, they fly, they fly.
    The end of the school year is nigh,
    My imagination, it soars, it flies.
    The end of the school to the birth of a year,
    And for that all the students, they cheer, they cheer.
    The end of the school to the day of my birth,
    Near the end of my days, and the end of my worth.
    Theres a light at the end of the tunnel I see,
    As I follow it I count, one, two, three. One, two, three.
    The time for the school, it is over and out,
    I might just yell, I might just shout.
    But with the end of school the unknown I fear,
    And for that all the students, they cheer, they cheer.