I'm a man on a mission, I'm uptown cool.
Buses are lining up outside of my school.
I got my Johnny Quest lunch box and a pair of new corduroy pants.
I got a kiss from my Mama and a dollar from my Dad.
I'm Brill Cream-slick and I'm button down-plaid.
I take my seat on the bus with my best friends, Donny and Lance.
Going on a field trip.
Going on a field trip.
Like Lewis and Clark, we got the world at our feet, and our hair blowing in the wind.
Going on a field trip.
The bus driver's nervous, cause we won't settle down,
But man, I've never ventured this far outta town.
I couldn't be more on fire, if I was flying to the moon.
And Jessica Harris keeps giving me the eye.
I shoulda sat beside her, but I'm second grade shy.
And my thermos is leaking. I hope we get to Copper Falls soon.
Now I'm down town-smart and I'm world worn-wise,
And every blind corner is less of a surprise.
That big yellow bus is a long time gone from Copper Falls.
I went from too big for my britches to a hunger in my soul.
Another boy guilty of the sin of growing old.
Never bending rules; let alone breaking any laws.
Give me one day where it's safe to run away and lose myself.
Get me on a bus and feed my wanderlust and please take me on a field trip.
