Bright College Days(Live) (Live) - Tom Lehrer

Thank you

For my first encore

I'd like to turn to a type of Song

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 mater

You'll find yourself at a reunion

Of grads and old undergrads

And eh somebody will start

Croaking out one of these things and

Everyone will gradually join in

Each in his own key of course until 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 the 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

But as we go our sordid sep'rate ways

We shall ne'er forget the thou golden college days

Hearts full of youth

Hearts full of truth

Six parts gin to one part vermouth