Twelve Days of Christmas:
On the first day of finals, my teacher gave to me
A headache and a fat C.
On the second day of finals, my teacher gave to me
Two hours of sleep
And a headache and a fat C.
On the third day of finals, my teacher gave to me
Three failed exams,
Two hours of sleep,
And a headache and a fat C.
On the fourth day of finals, my teacher gave to me
Four extra pounds,
Three failed exams,
Two hours of sleep,
And a headache and a fat C.
On the fifth day of finals, my teacher gave to me
Five bucks in my account,
Four extra pounds,
Three failed exams,
Two hours of sleep,
And a headache and a fat C.
On the sixth day of finals, my teacher gave to me
…. Nothing. Finals are done. God bless.
It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Finals:
It’s beginning to look a lot like finals,
Everywhere you go.
Take a look in the library,
All around you you will see
The crying kids with drooping eyelids overflow
It beginning to look a lot like finals,
Everywhere you go.
But the cringiest sight to see
Is the letter that will be
On your transcript at home
A pair of leggings and coffee and hours of study
Is the life of the college student.
As and degrees and a life free of C’s
Is the hope of your college children
And all of them can hardly wait for their finals to end.
Sleigh Ride
Just hear those students studying
Stressing, worrying too
Come on it’s perfect weather
For a study date together with you
Outside the grades are falling
And sleep is calling yoo-hoo
Come on it’s perfect weather for a finals week together with you
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, let’s go
Let’s see what we know
We’re drowning in a bucketload of woe
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, it’s grand
Just see it firsthand
We’re riding along with a song
Of a glittering break we’ve planned.
