Lyrics
SEVENTH GRADE IN ART CLASS,
TIME TO CARVE THINGS OUT OF SOAP.
BE LIKE MICHAELANGELO:
JUST SCULPT AND DREAM AND HOPE.
I DIDN’T MAKE A “DAVID”,
BUT I MADE A MAN OF SNOW;
LET MY INNER ARTIST SOAR,
I FINISHED, AND THOUGHT: “WHOA.”
I MADE HIM DIF’RENT, MADE HIM RARE;
HE WASN’T MADE OF CIRCLES, HE WAS SQUARE.
THEN I SHOWED MY TEACHER WHAT I’D WROUGHT;
MISS DIETZ JUST SIGHED AND TOLD ME WHAT SHE THOUGHT.
IN FRONT OF EV’RYONE MY TEACHER SAID TO ME:
“THIS IS NOT A SNOWMAN,
THIS IS JUST A BLOB.
YOU’VE GOT TO PAY ATTENTION;
I’LL GUIDE YOU, THAT’S MY JOB.
I’VE TAUGHT THIS CLASS FOR TWENTY YEARS
SO WHAT I SAY MIGHT FEEL PROFOUND--
LEARNING CAN BE PAINFUL -- LISTEN UP:
A SNOWMAN SHOULD BE ROUND.
LA LA LA LA LA LA.
LA LA-LA LA, LA LA-LA LA, LA LA-LA LA LA.”
I WAS GOOD AT SCHOOL, SEE,
HAD A PERFECT G.P.A.
THOUGHT I’D BE A TEACHER, BUT
THAT SEEMED SO FAR AWAY.
MY FUTURE DIED THAT INSTANT--
SAID GOODBYE TO FOUR POINT OH.
I’D END UP SOME HOMELESS BUM,
JUST SCREWED BY SOAP AND SNOW.
I’LL BEG FOR QUARTERS ON THE STREET,
FIND EMPTY CAT FOOD CANS SO I CAN EAT.
THAT SOUNDS DRAMATIC, I DON’T CARE--
WHATEVER DREAMS I HAD JUST TURNED TO AIR.
GOD, I HATE THIS SNOWMAN.
GUESS I’LL NEVER WIN.
MY FRIENDS ARE SO CREATIVE;
I WANTED TO FIT IN.
I THOUGHT MY SNOWMAN LOOKED SO COOL
BUT TEACHERS GET TO REFEREE.
I CAN’T BE AN ARTIST, SO WHO CARES?
I’LL SETTLE FOR A “C.”
LA LA LA LA LA LA.
LA LA-LA LA, LA LA-LA LA, LA LA-LA LA LA.
MY MOM THREW A FIT AT MY TEACHER FOR ME.
MISS DIETZ FINALLY CAVED, CHANGED MY “C” TO A “B.”
THEN MOM SAT ME DOWN TO GIVE ME THE NEWS.
SHE TOLD ME: “WHATEVER YOU MAY CHOOSE--
LIFE’S NOT ABOUT GRADES,
IT’S NOT ABOUT SCHOOLS.
YOU SHOULD TRY TO BE GOOD,
YOU SHOULD LEARN THE RULES.
BUT MAKE YOUR OWN WAY
WHEN PEOPLE SAY ‘NO’,
‘CAUSE OPINIONS IN TIME
WILL JUST MELT LIKE SNOW.”
GO AND MAKE YOUR SNOWMAN.
GO AND MAKE YOUR THING.
DON’T WORRY WHAT YOUR SONG IS,
JUST OPEN UP AND SING.
NO MATTER WHAT YOU MAKE, I SWEAR
THE THINGS YOU MAKE WILL MAKE YOU STRONG.
WHEN YOU’VE MADE YOUR SNOWMAN, CHECK IT OUT--
YOUR SNOWMAN SINGS THIS SONG:
LA LA LA LA LA LA.
LA LA-LA LA, LA LA-LA LA, LA LA-LA LA LA.
LA LA LA LA LA LA.
LA LA-LA LA, LA LA-LA LA, LA LA-LA LA LA.
JEFFREY TALBOTT, WILLIAM VAN DYKE
Songtrust Ave