I didn't always pass, those tests they gave at school But outside of class I learned to run fast I learned early in, if I didn't play, then they didn't win They didn't win
Because they labeled us losers with nothin' to lose Labeled us failures, we had nothin' to prove Just walked away, to find our own place Where we belong, we can always sing along
This is a fight song for fuck ups Keep on not givin' up Fight song for fuck ups When you've had enough Fight song for fuck ups Now everyone wants to be just like us
Cut class in half, draw lines on the map Define class and race, but I'd still have no place They can put me on the track, but I'm not gonna race Because they're just runnin' laps Just runnin' laps
From the test of adolescence under flickering florescence Cubicle confinement, waiting for retirement We can't achieve, in what we don't believe So say that we're wrong, we're still gonna sing this song
This is a fight song for fuck ups Keep on not givin' up Fight song for fuck ups When you've had enough Fight song for fuck ups Now everyone wants to be just like us
Now things aren't the same, as they used to be My friends are getting famous, and all, and all Those kids I used to know, well I see 'em at the shows They mouth the words they've never heard And when the chorus comes they go Whoa-woah-oh-oh-oh
This is a fight song for fuck ups Keep on not givin' up Fight song for fuck ups When you've had enough Fight song for fuck ups Now everyone wants to be just like us