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by Jimmy Buffett
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| Lyrics: If necessity was the mother of invention then I'd like to kill the guy who invented this The numbers come together in some kind of third dimension A regular algebraic bliss Let's starts with something simple like 1 and 1 ain't 3 any 2 plus 2 will never get you 5 there's fractions in my subtraction and x don't equal y but my homework is bound to multiply Math suks (math suks), Math suks (math suks) I'd like to burn this text book I hate that stuff so much Math suks (math suks), Math suks (math suks) Sometimes I think that I don't know that much but math suks I got so bored with my homework I turned on the TV the beauty pageant winners were all smiling through their teeth and they asked the new Miss America Hey babe can you add up all those bucks she looked puzzled then just said "Math Suks" Math suks (math suks), Math suks (math suks) You don't even have to spell it All you have to do is yell it Math suks (math suks), Math suks (math suks) Sometimes I think that I don't know that much But math suks Geometry and trigonometry and if they don't tax your brain there are numbers to big to be named Numerical precision is a science with a mission and I think its' gonna drive me insane Parents fighting with their children and the congress can't agree teachers and their students are all jousting constantly management and labor keep rattling old sabres quacking like those Peabody ducks Math suks (quack quack), Math suks (quack quack) You don't even have to spell it All you have to do is yell it Math suks, that's right, Math suks, you got it Sometimes I think that I don't know that much but Math suks |
