Bright College Days

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 the 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
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 O-oh!
 But as we go our sordid seperate 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