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.