you for, my first encore I'd like to turn to a type of song that people like myself find ourselves subjected to with increasing frequency as time goes on and, that is the college alma mate U'll
find yourself at a reunion of grads and, old undergrads and, eh somebody... will start proking out one of these things and everyone will gradually join in each. in his own key of, course u. The
place is just soggy with nostalgia well. a, typical such song might be called bright college days and, might go like this Bright.
college days oh, carefree, days that fly To,
thee we sing with our glasses raised on high Let's.
drink a toast as each of us recalls Ivy-covered
professors in ivy-covered halls Turn.
on the spigot Pour,
the beer and swig it And,
gaudeamus igit-ur Here's.
to parties we tossed To,
the games that we lost We,
shall claim that we won them some day To.
the girls young and sweet To,
the spacious back seat Of
our roommate's beat up chevrolet To.
the beer and benzedrine To,
the way that the dean Tried
so hard to be pals with us all To.
excuses we fibbed To,
the papers we cribbed From
the genius who lived down the hall To.
the tables down at morey's (wherever that may be) Let
us drink a toast to all we love the best We.
will sleep through all the lectures And,
cheat on the exams And,
we'll pass and, be forgotten with the rest Oh.
soon, we'll be out amid the cold world's strife Soon.
we'll be sliding down the razor blade of life Ready.
as we go our sordid sep'rate ways We,
shall ne'er forget thee thou, golden college days Hearts.
full of youth Hearts,
full of truth Six,
parts gin to one part vermouth