take a little trip with me back to junior high set the time machine to 1975 we just found out that momma's gonna have another kid back in the 8th grade remember the days when life was not so mysterious follow me down the hall to the cafeteria where the worst thing i could mess up was dipping yesterday's corn dog in last week's ketchup back in the 8th grade why does the past always seem safer maybe because at least we know me made it and why do we worry about the future when every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it we can believe it yeah just like the 8th grade step out in to the hall and feel the moments pass slam the locker there's the bell we're running to class cause mr jackson told us dont be late to geometry again we're back in the 8th grade i drop my books sit down and mess with my hair suzie looks at me and smiles im walking on air then i hear my name i missed the question i mumble somethin the class is laughing oh i love the 8th grade why does the past always seem safer maybe because at least we know me made it and why do we worry about the future when every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it we can believe it yeah just like the 8th grade <♪> why does the past always seem safer maybe because at least we know me made it and why do we worry about the future when every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it we can believe it yeah just like the 8th grade we can believe it yeah just like the 8th grade