Oh whoa Oh no! God, it's testing time!
Whoa Oh no! God, it's testing time!

It's that time when I am filled with fright
For I'll be up prob'ly all the night
Oh, what can I do
I just might fake the flu
Procrastination made me fail this time

Oh dear God, my calculator's gone
Got so nervous I think I misspelled "John"
My mom will ground me
Rather have George Foreman pound me
Than have to take a lousy test this time!

Oh whoa Oh no! God, it's testing time!
Whoa Oh no! God, it's testing time!

I will try to study all night long
But I stopped to write this stupid song
I felt inspired
But now my brain is tired
There's no way that I will learn in time

Maybe I should learn all this trig.
Then I might be right
My grades would be big
Maybe I will ace my big test
I will graph my best
But I'll fail 'cause my brain's sore

I intend to study other things
I'd like to fulfill my acting dreams
'til then I'm stuck here
I must get my butt in gear
Please God just let me pass my trig. test this time

Holy f*ck the class is 'bout to start
I think I feel
Sharp pains in my heart
Now I know the Nazi that you are
You've gone too far
And relief's all I ask for

Then I found the test had not yet come
I could not help feeling really dumb
I made a mistake
Our test was not today so
I'll put off my study, I've got loads of time.

Oh whoa Oh no! God, it's testing time!
Whoa Oh no! God, it's testing time!
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