Lunchtime is fun When you're in the cool crowd And you get to sit Where the nerds aren't allowed Then you see the new kid All alone, feeling down Will you break that old rule? Playing ball with your buddies And you're the star quarterback Your little sis skins a knee Over there on the track And it's a long walk of shame Taking her home on your back But life is too short for cool Go with your heart It knows where to march It gave you your own drumbeat Now, we all wanna look cool But it's a game made for fools Where the players can never be free So let your mom take you shopping Yeah, try on those pants Let your grandmama hug you In front of your friends And when your feet find happy For a dance - dance, dance Cause life is too short for cool So go with your heart It knows where to march It gave you your own drumbeat We all play the game But it's a silly old game And the champs live in misery So you broke that old rule And you stuck out your hand And ate lunch with the new kid You gave him a chance Cause you knew, a whole day Is too long without friends And life is too short For cool