Video Buried The Day by Tom Rosenthal Letras

Tom Rosenthal - Buried The Day Lyrics

(Introduction, only on live album „An Evening Wasted With Tom Lehrer“, spoken:)
[Applause]
''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 thee we sing with our glasses raised on high ''[holds up eyeglasses]''
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
[Laughter]
(spoken) ''Ready?''
[Laughter]
But 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