Fudge

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 GCSE’s
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 to the U to the D to the G to the E
And I can spell FUDGE with my GCSE’s
Yes I don’t have the knowledge man
I even dropped out of college man
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
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 to the U to the D to the G to the E
And I can spell FUDGE with my GCSE’s
Yes I don’t have the knowledge man
I even dropped out of college man
(I guess I’m a little bit loud, guess I’m a little bit too proud)
I guess I don’t have the knowledge man