The Future’s So Grim I’d Rather Not Think ( to the tune of “The Future's So Bright I Gotta Wear Shades” by Pat MacDonald)

I’m good at D.A.D.A, but hate the classes

I got a crazy teacher, she does dark magic

Things are going bad, and not getting any better 

I'm alive so far, grades sorta stink

The future's so grim I’d rather not think 

I got no job waiting for my school-leaving

The author ain’t saying I’ll see eighteen

Things aren’t going great, and I doubt that they’ll get better 

I’m not doing too great, grades sorta stink

The future's so grim I’d rather not think

Well I'm tough and smart but not too wise

I'm a Voldemort fighter with bright green eyes

Things aren’t going great, and they won’t be getting better 

I'm not doing too great, my grades are downhill

The future's so grim it makes me feel ill

I study occluméncy, I loathe my classes

I got a mean teacher, he’s real sarcastic

Things are going bad, and they won’t be getting better 

I'm not doing too great, my grades are downhill

The future's so grim it makes me feel ill

Makes me feel ill