I can almost remember the lyrics.

He told a particular story about how he woke up early to make pancakes for his little brother, drew, and how his dad beat the shit out of him for making a mess in the kitchen.

It was something like:

8:30 in the morning
not a soul in sight
house is lookin' like a ghost house
but the sun is shining bright

Batter on the griddle
Drew's waking up......
Daddy busts in and screams, "son, Imma' beat ya' up.

I can't remember the rest, but it was pretty decent for fourth grade songwriting.