Mister Glassman - Scotty Sire

Let’s paint a picture: you’re in class

The teacher writes the notes too fast

And there’s a boy who sits in back

Who’s too afraid to raise his hand

And ask if she can slow it down

So nervously he looks around

Can’t bare to stand out in the crowd

And he’s only gotten half the notes now

The school bell rings and he feels deflated

He looks at his hand, he should’ve raised it

His biggest fear, he should’ve faced it

And now he’s lost inside the pages

He might be there but you’d never notice

Got a lot to say but he’s soft spoken

He’s a book that just isn’t open

A tiny ripple in a stormy ocean

Glassman, Mister Glassman

Glass… man

Mister Glassman!

He’s really soft-spoken

You never notice glass unless its broken

Mister Glassman!

He’s really soft-spoken

You never notice glass unless its broken

Mister Glassman

A few years later, and now it’s prom season

Mister Glass isn’t going, unless he has a reason

There’s a cutie in his class that he likes a lot

But he’s afraid to ask, because they’ve never talked

Plus if she says yes, what’s he gonna do?

Doesn’t have a car, dude, he’s screwed

He doesn’t feel cool, he’s too subdued

And he’s scared to meet her parents too

Boohoo, just another chance he blew

Cause theres too many things going on in his head

And he’s always in his head thinking too far ahead

Could’ve gone to prom

But instead he lays in bed

Thinkin' of all the things that he left unsaid till he’s red

Silly, Mister Glass, the world has a way

But now I’m sure you’ve heard many people say:

«You miss every opportunity you don’t take»

Don’t be shy, kid, make your own fate

Glassman, Mister Glassman

Glass… man

Mister Glassman!

He’s really soft-spoken

You never notice glass unless its broken

Mister Glassman!

He’s really soft-spoken

You never notice glass unless its broken

Mister Glassman

Now Mister Glass is older, and he’s doing just fine

Yeah, he made it through high school

Even though he was shy

He’s got a group of good friends, and his future is bright

And he still gets sad, but he’s happy with his life

Remember when he didn’t ask that cutie to prom?

Well, now he’s got a couple kids

And they’re calling her mom,

And remember when he couldn’t raise his hand in class?

Well now he’s up on stage in front of fans, rappin' fast

But he still gets scared and he still gets nervous

Cause you gotta fear the waves if you wanna go surfin'

Nothin' is for certain

Like does cursive have a purpose?

Was it worth it that you learned it?

Probably not, I don’t know, I digress

But the point I’m tryna stress

Is we’re all just made of glass

Even when we’re at our best

We can break, we can splinter

Disappear or lose our temper

Even if you think you’re bulletproof

I am glass, and so are you

Glassman, Mister Glassman

Glass… man

Mister Glassman!

He’s really soft-spoken!

You never notice glass unless its broken!

Mister Glassman!

He’s really soft-spoken!

You never notice glass unless its broken!

Its hard to get by when you’re feelin' so shy

You gotta keep on movin' just a step at a time

Mister Glassman

He’s really soft-spoken!

You never notice glass unless its broken!

Mista'

(Mister Glassman)

Shooby doo wop

Shooby doo way

Shooby dooby dooby doo

Woppity wop

(Mister Glassman)

He’s really soft-spoken!

(Mister Glassman)

Mister Glassman!

(Glassman)