(sung to The Battle Hymn Of The Republic)
(all togeather now!)
Of the ending of the term.
It has poisoned all my spirits
Like an apple with a worm.
It's infected all my freedom
Like an ugly cancer germ.
The truth shall soon be known.
Failure and humiliation,
Failure, failure, academia,
The truth shall soon be known.
But the homework leaves me cold.
I have never done assignments
Although many times been told.
I have even missed my classes
When I was feeling bold.
The truth shall soon be known.
Failure, and humiliation,
Failure, failure, academia,
The truth shall soon be known.
And I haven't earned but few,
In fact, I haven't even gotten
More than one or two.
Oh, if I could only find an answer
Anything to do.
The truth shall soon be known.
Failure and humiliation,
Failure, failure, academia,
The truth shall soon be known.
There is solemn news for me.
The worst is yet to come when
Financial Aid ignores my plea.
So I guess the only answer is
To drop my books and flee.
The truth shall soon be known.
Failure and humiliation,
Failure, failure, academia,
The truth shall soon be known.
And I have failed to pass a class.
Though the fun and laughter, goofing off
Was really quite a gas!
But I won't be in the numbers
Of the capped and gowned mass;
The truth was finally shown.
Failure, and humiliation,
Failure, failure, academia,
The truth was finally known!