The F Word

The F Word lyrics

Official lyrics for “The F Word” by Festival Guy.

“The F Word” — by Festival Guy

[Verse 1] My teacher said “watch your mouth” My boss said “tone it down” My neighbor called the cops one night ’Cause we were too loud downtown My uncle says it’s lazy talk My mom says “class it up” But every time life kicks my ass It’s the only word that fits enough

I burned the burgers on the grill The Wi-Fi died again The Cubs blew it in the ninth And my phone fell in the sink The world’s on fire every day Everybody’s wound too tight Sometimes a well-placed “fuck this shit” Feels spiritually right

[Pre-Chorus] It ain’t hate, it ain’t harm It’s a pressure-release alarm A little verbal gasoline For the freaks and the unseen

[Chorus] Fuck it, fuck yeah, fucking finally free Fucking up beautifully Fuck the fear and fuck the rules Fuck pretending cool We’re dancing in the kitchen light Middle fingers to the night If loving life’s a dirty word Then baby pass the fucking curse

[Verse 2] There’s a lady at the grocery store Saying “language, please, young man” Meanwhile she’s screaming at a cashier About expired canned ham A politician on TV Says “family values first” Then steals another million bucks So honestly, what’s worse?

My buddies in the alley laugh Passing beers around Somebody’s old Bluetooth speaker Keeps cutting in and out Everybody’s tired as hell Trying just to survive So if the word “fuck” gets us through Then let the damn thing fly

[Pre-Chorus] It ain’t polished, ain’t refined But neither’s real life half the time Sometimes the holiest relief Is screaming through your teeth

[Chorus] Fuck it, fuck yeah, fucking finally free Fucking up beautifully Fuck the fear and fuck the rules Fuck pretending cool We’re dancing in the kitchen light Middle fingers to the night If loving life’s a dirty word Then baby pass the fucking curse

[Bridge] Fuck your algorithm Fuck your fake parade Fuck your motivational quotes And the masks we gotta paint Fuck anxiety at 3 AM Fuck doomscrolling alone Fuck the feeling you’re a ghost When you’re staring at your phone

But fuck yes to greasy fries Fuck yes to late-night drives Fuck yes to your weird friends Who keep your heart alive Fuck yes to basement bands And parking-lot romance Fuck yes to being human And giving chaos one more chance

[Final Chorus] Fuck it, fuck yeah, fucking finally free Fucking loud and honestly Fuck the shame and fuck the doubt Let the real shit out We’re singing with the windows down Like the last lost kids in town If loving life’s a dirty word Then scream it till it fucking hurts

[Outro] La la la la — fuck it all La la la la — standing tall La la la la — broken, weird, absurd Long live the fucking F word