Finals Songs

[Nané]

Some Thoughts on Finals

 

 

"I Will Survive" (College Version)

 

At first I was afraid

Now I'm petrified

That I just can't keep my GPA

of two point five.

I spent all those stupid nights...

I was just chilling way too long

And that was wrong

But now I know I must be strong

 

And now they're back

They're in my face

I've got 3 finals and 2 papers

to be done in just five days!

I should never have gone out

And I should never have partied

'Cause now all this work I have

It's all piling up on me!

 

And I must go

to the libraryo

to do research on those papers

And study harder than before

It's hell, I'll tell you that

and you know it's not a lie

But I can't crumble

I can't lay down and die

 

Oh no not I!

I will survive!

If I keep a 2 point O

At least I'll be alive!

I've got five more days to live

and I think my brain will give

But I'll survive!

I will survive!

 

 

For Finals....PRAY!

 

Twas the night before finals,

And all through the college,

All the students were praying

For last minute knowledge.

 

Most were quite sleepy,

But none touched their beds,

While visions of essays

Danced in their heads.

 

Out in the taverns,

A few were still drinking,

And hoping that liquor

Would free up their thinking.

 

In my own apartment,

I had been pacing,

And dreading the exams

I soon would be facing.

 

My roommate was speechless,

Her nose in her books,

And my comments to her

Drew unfriendly looks.

 

I drained all the coffee,

And brewed a new pot,

No longer caring

That my nerves were shot.

 

I stared at my notes,

But my thoughts were all muddy,

My eyes went ablur--

I just couldn't study.

 

"Some pizza might help,"

I said with a shiver,

But each place that I called

Refused to deliver.

 

I'd nearly concluded

That life was too cruel,

When futures depend

On grades earned in school.

 

When all of a sudden,

Our door opened wide,

And Patron Saint Put-it-off

Ambled inside.

 

His spirit was careless,

His manner was mellow,

He walked across the room

And started to bellow:

 

"What kind of student

Would make such a fuss,

To toss back at teachers

What they tossed at us?"

 

"On Cliff Notes! On Crib Notes!

On Last Year's Exams!

On Wing-it and Sling-it,

And Last Minute Crams!"

 

His message delivered,

He vanished from sight,

But we heard him laughing

Outside in the night.

 

"Your teachers have pegged you,

So just do your best.

Happy Finals to All,

And to all, a good test."

 

 

A Student's Prayer

 

Now I lay me down to study,

I pray the Lord I won't go nutty.

If I should fail to learn this junk,

I pray the Lord I will not flunk.

But if I do don't shed a tear,

Just put a rose behind my ear.

Tell my teacher I did my best,

Then pile my books upon my chest.

If I should die before I wake,

That's one less test I'll have to take.