(Tune:
We Will Rock You)
I'm
a mean nasty prof
Gonna
take your brain
Gonna
pour ideas
Down
that drain
Gonna
take your time
Fill
it up with work
Gonna
take your sleep
'Til you go berserk, and
I
will I will fail you
I
will I will fail you
Don't
tell me 'bout your tummy ache
The
night before the test
Don't
tell me 'bout your roommate
Who
is a pest
This
class is gonna take
Your
G.P.A.
And
like a paper shredder
Make
it look like hay
I
will I will fail you
I
will I will fail you
I
don't care about the weight room
I
don't care about your job
I
don't care about your roommate
Who
is a slob
I
don't care about your other classes
Or
your course load
I
don't care if the pressure
Makes
you wanna explode
I
will I will fail you
I
will I will fail you
You
thought you could write
Before
you stepped in here
You
thought you could think
With
what's between your ears
But
you oughtta be glad if you can
Pull
a C
In
any class
That
you take with me
I
will I will fail you
I
will I will fail you
I
will I will fail you
I
will I will fail you
Lyrics
by Bill Griffin
Tune
suggested by my wife, Terry, after I had written all the lyrics except the
chorus.
Lyrics
Copyright 1999 Bill Griffin