F. U. D. G. E.
The test is wrong again,
So my teacher tells me to do it again,
I take a good hard look at her screwed up face,
And wonder why she doesn't have any friends.
I've done it again,
So my boss tells me to do it again,
I take a good hard look at his screwed up face,
And wonder why he doesn't have any friends.
F to the U to the D to the G to the E,
And I can spell FUDGE with my GCSEs,
Yes I don't have the knowledge man,
I even dropped out of college man.
Oh no he didn't did he?
Never did any homework unless it was my self prescripted' own work,
I'm living to regret something that I put so much to getting out of,
Cause having a crafty cigarette always made me feel dangerous,
Drinking Frosty Jack's and cheap beer I must of been shameless.
F. U. D. G. E.
I guess I'm a little bit loud, guess I'm a little bit too proud,
Guess I'm a little bit unpredictable now, guess I'm regretting that now,
Guess I'm a little bit dumb, guess I had a little bit too much fun,
Guess my immaturity won, guess I'm regretting that now son.
F. U. D. G. E.
(I guess I'm a little bit loud, guess I'm a little bit too proud)
F. U. D. G. E.
I guess I don't have the knowledge man.